Not far from Royalstar, in an office on the top floor of Priceless, Clyde had his spy on the line.
"I've got something. Sounds like the second female lead your sister wanted is already cast — some model named Alex, originally from here, currently working out of New Bell. She's about to become the face of Royalstar." James kept his tone carefully neutral, aware that whatever came next was unlikely to be good news for anyone.
"Alex?" Something cold settled in Clyde's stomach. "Alex Porter?"
"No — Michell, I think. Why, do you know her?"
