You might want to take this—JoE’s contract is up in ninety days.” William heard the unspoken word remember in his secretary’s voice. I don’t pay her enough. Moira had worked her size-one butt off the past three days since William had returned from Fresno. Not only had he needed to clear his schedule for a trip to England, he’d also decided to bail on one of the most high-profile events of the year.For a date with Daria. He got turned on just thinking about it.“Put him through.”“Right away, but…”Her hesitation made him ask, “What?”“You do know that JoE is in rehab, right?”William cursed softly. “When?”“Friday. I texted you as soon as I found out. He’ll be in virtual lockdown for six weeks.”William sighed. A complication, but not insurmountable, unless the record company decided the rapper was too much bother to keep on their label. William hated negotiating from a weak platform, but it was the nature of the business that some clients self-sabotaged to the point where he was lucky to even get them another chance.
