The Hanging Hill

64

Reginald Grimes sat at the head table in the rehearsal room, pretending to listen to the actors reading their parts out loud.

He would probably give up show business when he became a billionaire. He wouldn’t have time to direct vain and immature actors. He would have a multinational empire to rule. An army of demonic mercenaries to command.

“There will never be another cat like that!”

He looked up.

Meghan McKenna and Derek Stone were reading the scene that led up to the song about the missing cat.

“No, sir. Not in a million years!”

Jinx.

Grimes wondered if he could add a feline name to the list of souls to be resurrected.

Jinx might like to sit on his lap purring contentedly while he, Reginald Grimes, sat on his throne ruling the world!