He wants to see me. I can't think of why, and if he wanted to punish me, he had already done so this morning. The bruises and cut's still smarted from the mobs angry hands. We have come to his office door, a large mahogany monster, far to big and ornate for my taste. "Come on Cassian, go on in." Greg says, giving me a shove to the door. I quietly open it and step in. "Cassian." He booms, looming in his chair. "Yes father?" I squeak out, inching towards him, his face obscured in the shadows. "Never. Ever call me that again!" He yells, walking towards me. "Sorry, Mr. Crovan, it won't happen again." I hear myself say, as I try to compose myself. "Make shore it doesn't, Cassian." He says, walking back to his dark chair. "I called you here to tell you that the commercial people want you back on Sunday." He says, and without another word, resumes writing. I quickly head out the door, as fast as my legs can carry me.
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Genel KurguWhen Cassian's father and producer forces him in to a movie deal, Cassian is heartbroken. After Ralph dies on set after a the producer claimed that they do all there own stunts, Cassian is convicted of murder by the general public. Now, every time h...
