CHAPTER EIGHT
Sandra Stone's hands were a little unsteady as she poured Scotch over the ice cubes in two glasses, then added cold water from the refrigerator carafe. She looked beyond the end of the kitchenette table to study Burton Chadwick's face. He sat in a comfortable chair in the Adams' living room.
"You really think I can take care of both those roles without either of them suffering for the divided attention?" she asked as she picked up the drinks and went in to join her director.
"Of course I think so, or I wouldn't have asked you to do it. Look here, Sandra, you're a quick study and you won't have to even think of the Nellie Harkness role until we're all through shooting your scenes on location. By the time we're ready to roll at the studio, you'll have the bloody thing down s
