Jamal waited at the hotel entrance, half-hidden behind a
potted palm, camera in hand. He’d waited here since Sunday night. Now it was
raining, but Jamal didn’t move. He’d sent his partner after coffee.
Carly arrived with an umbrella, too. She
handed him the coffee cup.
“Thanks.” He
sipped the hot drink.
”Variety reported
Brad’s in Palm Springs with Jennifer,” she said. “Are you sure Angelina went in
there?”
“She’s been
missing since Friday and he’s not worried.” Jamal chuckled. “The picture I get
when Angelina comes out could be worth thousands, especially if she’s with
George.”
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