A Friendly Game Of Murder (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
Douglas Fairbanks announced to the crowd of partygoers in his apartment. “It’s eleven thirty. Time to go down to the lobby for the countdown to midnight!” Dorothy straightened up in her armchair. Eleven thirty already? How had the time slipped by so quickly? One minute she and Benchley were enjoying a quiet drink together—then another drink, and then another—and the next minute it was only half an hour until midnight. She had not talked things out with Mary Pickford, as she had told Fairbanks she would do. And she had not cornered Woollcott alone for the game of Murder either. The only thing she had done was to waste time with Benchley. For this, she was happy. But she wasn’t done with Benchley yet—she wanted to be beside him at the stroke of midnight to plant a New Year’s kiss on him. What might happen next? she wondered. They were quarantined in this hotel for the foreseeable future.
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