Coming Soon. Jo Leigh

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      IT WAS JUST A MATTER of keeping her cool.

      Mia could deal with movie stars. After all, she was a concierge at Hush, which was one of the most glamorous hotels in Manhattan, so she met major celebrities all the time. She could deal with the press. Again, thanks to Hush, especially because owner Piper Devon was so hands-on about her hotel, and the paparazzi never got tired of the beautiful heiress. And she could deal with the cranky Belgians on the fifth floor who wanted everything New York had to offer without paying for a thing.

      The trick was handling all three at once.

      Mia straightened her small gold name badge, her Clefs d’Or pin, then her skinny black tuxedo skirt as she adjusted her mental attitude and her smile. “Of course, Mr. Weinberg. I’ll be sure to let housekeeping know you would prefer eiderdown pillows. They’ll be ready for you by six o’clock.”

      Mr. Weinberg of the infamous Weinberg Film Company looked at Mia as if she were more distasteful than his pillows and strode off, trailed by a posse of assistants, most of them talking away on their Bluetooth headgear.

      Mia turned immediately to Bobbi Tamony, the star of Coming Soon. She was dressed in a spectacularly sparkly gown that had protective paper all around the bodice, slippers on her feet, and her hair, world-famous in all the tabloids, rolled in giant curlers.

      “Listen, sweetie, I have to be on set in two seconds, so could you make sure there’s a limo waiting for me around ten tonight? I should be done by then and I want to get the hell out of here.”

      “No problem, Ms. Tamony. It will be waiting at the back entrance when you’re ready to go.”

      “Thanks, hon,” Bobbi said, waving her hand distractedly as she walked toward the front entrance.

      It would have been nice to find a moment to breathe, but one of the Belgians moved from in front of the long, black lacquered reservation desk to her station at the far end. “We wish tickets for a big Broadway show, si vous ne vous occupez pas.”

      “Of course, Monsieur Michaud. Would you like to see a list of the shows that are currently available?” Mia responded in French.

      He nodded, then glanced around the lobby. “When will these movie people leave? So much noise,” he said. “Very annoying.”

      “I’m afraid they’ll be here for the rest of your stay. They’ve reserved their rooms for the entire month of June.”

      He snorted as Mia gave him a printout of the most popular shows. Not all of them, actually. Just the ones she could get tickets for.

      He perused the list for several moments and Mia took advantage of the tiny break to quietly jot down notes about the pillows and the limo.

      “This one.” Michaud pointed to one of the long-running shows that rarely sold out on the weeknights.

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