Twenty Five

      On his ride back to Ford’s estate the next morning, the chef thought of his conversation with Ray. It was a surprise knowing that Tony was the next hit.  

      “He was not one of the three in your original dossiers.” LaRue had told Ray.

      “The more I get into doing this, the longer the list becomes. So I start re-prioritizing.”

      The chef heard papers rustling. “You sound very busy. Should I call back?”

      “I’m going through a script spec. It’s a decent story by a guy I went to high school with.” Ray laughed. “My God, Harry the Hippo has a good story, but he can’t write for shit.”

      LaRue chuckled. “With a name like Harry the Hippo, he must have a few stories in him.”

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