CHAPTER 63 – TEST
Posted on March 29, 2017 by Elawn
In the 80', Hollywood had yet to become a worldwide landmark, so the Walk of Fame wasn't that famous yet.
When night fell, the street was no different from the others; packed with shops, crowded by pedestrians, and homeground to the occasional scantily clad girls.
In the passenger's seat of an inconspicuous car parked in the street, Eric watched with interest as men sometimes stopped to accost Julia Roberts.
Right now, the girl was wearing heavy makeup, and even those familiar with her wouldn't be able to recognize her. She was somewhat lazily laying against a lamppost, nonchalantly gazing at the ongoing traffic. She looked exactly like Eric remembered Vivian did in the movie.
Within half an hour, the men who struck up a conversation with Julia had exceeded the number of 10. Just when he was thinking of putting an end to the test, Eric noticed three to four youth dressed quite pompously encircling her. He turned towards the robust man sitting in the driver's seat and said: "Drive, Tony. You handle them."
"Yes boss." Tony started the car and pulled next to Julia. The girl could barely maintain her smile in front of the youths, so when she noticed the car, she quickly said: "See guys, my client came to pick me up, I told you I was waiting for someone. And he's big money."
The several youths turned around and eyed the car with contempt as they struggled to contain their laughter: "Honey you're kidding, right ? How can someone with such a broken down car be from money ? Look, we'll give you 200 $ for the night, how about it ? All the other girls on the street only charge 70 $."
Tony opened the door and got out. He was nearly two meters tall and built like a bull. He glared fiercely at the youths, who suddenly felt weak in their knees. They all smiled apologetically and scrambled with their tails between their legs.
"Miss Julia, please." said Tony, as the fierce expression on his face vanished and he considerately opened the rear door for Julia.
Julia thanked him and got in, while her assistant, Alison Green, hurriedly put a jacket on the actress. Los Angeles' nights were cold at this time of the year.
"So Eric, what did you think of my performance ?" Julia hastily asked the man who was sitting in the passenger's seat.
Eric praised: "I'm very satisfied with it, if it weren't for Tony, we might have run into some trouble."
"I'm just doing my job, boss." The giant honestly smiled and started the car.
Tony was part of the security team hired by the Firefly Studios, and although he was a black and brawny guy, he was fairly mild temper and disliked to fight if he didn't have to.
Hooker was a very dangerous occupation, some of the girls would sometimes be abducted, and their bodies would be found a few days later in some garbage somewhere. These kinds of things happened, so in order to prevent that, Eric had brought Tony along.
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General FictionAn advertising director is reborn in 1988 Hollywood as an eighteen-year-old blond-haired westerner named Eric Williams. From then on, he starts writing movie scripts and television songs, becomes skilled in directing every kind of film, wins over al...