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  Could he really be losing interest already? That was fast. But tonight he'd acted like I had cooties and he hadn't had his yearly cooties shot.

  I briefly wondered if I was just a fling to him. Felix was, admittedly, at least a decade older than I was. I didn't know whether it was my age or not, but there were times when I got the feeling he didn't take me quite seriously.

  I snuggled down into my fluffy linens and closed my eyes. "Maybe he just needs a little more time, Fluffykins," I said as my kitty curled up against me and I cuddled him close. Maybe he was shy. Maybe it was a British thing. Maybe—

  I was just drifting off to sleep, counting my maybes, when my phone rang.

  I grabbed it off of the nightstand. Felix's name appeared on the display. A thrill of excitement shot through me. Maybe he'd changed his mind about that early morning. I grinned as I answered the call.

  "I was hoping you'd change your mind…"

  "Allie, something's happened." Felix's voice came fast and serious, and I was instantly on high alert.

  "What's going on?" I sat up in bed.

  "It's Bobby Baxter…"

  I groaned. "Great. Tell me he didn't cancel our interview again."

  "No." I heard Felix take a deep breath. "He's dead."

  HOLLYWOOD DECEPTION

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