G. Younger
A Better Man Story
A Better Man - Book 1
Prologue
Lexi
“We want to welcome Lexi Andon, David A. Dawson’s personal assistant. Unfortunately, Mr. Dawson wasn’t able to be here today, so we got the next best thing,” Cassie Krieger of In The Know announced to her TV audience.
Lexi let a trace of irritation touch her eyes at the backhanded slam. Many people underestimated Lexi because she was young and good-looking. It was easy to make that mistake in Hollywood because everywhere you turned, there were beautiful men and women.
Reflecting on it, Lexi realized that people often forgot that Lexi’s father was Paul Andon, an executive at one of the largest film companies in the world. They’d been responsible for the Star Academy movie franchise that David was currently starring in. Lexi wasn’t a typical Hollywood kid who was off in their own world; she’d paid attention to the details of her father’s work-but hardly anyone knew that about her.
Lexi had made up her mind not to use her dad’s influence to make her career. Instead, as soon as she’d graduated high school, she’d set her eyes on one of the most promising young actors to hit Hollywood in recent years: David A. Dawson. Her plan was to leverage working for him into bigger and better opportunities.
“David sends his regrets. He is currently in New Zealand, wrapping up the filming of his most recent Star Academy movie,” Lexi answered with her best smile.
“It sounds like David has been busy.”
“Yes. Besides wrapping the next two Star Academy movies, he finished filming his part in the upcoming James Bond movie, Devil May Care. In that one, he plays James’s son, Ian Bond,” Lexi related.
“I think we have a clip,” Cassie said.
“Yes, we do. This is the first time anything has been released to the public. Ian comes upon a terrorist attack in this segment,” Lexi said to set up the scene for the audience.
The video switched to the clip. When it started, Lexi couldn’t help admiring David. There was a reason he’d recently been named one of the sexiest up-and-coming actors in Hollywood. He’d gotten his start modeling while still in high school. David was six-four and had a body that made women swoon.
One of her favorite pastimes was sitting back and watching women either check him out or fall all over themselves, trying to get his attention. Lexi was amazed that David took it all in stride and ignored it for the most part. He was too focused to be distracted. It took quite a lot for someone to catch his attention.
What amazed Lexi was that David was never rude or dismissive. He always had time for people but was firm about his refusals. It was hard to pull off and not have women feel rejected or mad when David didn’t succumb to their advances. He had a flair and quiet authority that somehow made it okay.
The scene began with David in running clothes, jogging in London. There was the sound of an explosion, which prompted David to set off toward it at top speed. David reached the iconic Tower Bridge over the River Thames, where he found a scene of chaos. A double-decker bus was in flames, and traffic was beginning to pile up.
There was a second explosion that rocked the bridge. People began to jump out of their cars and run away from the carnage. David fought his way through the utter chaos.
There was a cutaway scene that showed another bomb. When the camera switched back to David, he spotted it.
“Run!” he screamed as the bomb detonated to end the scene.
“Oh, my. That looks exciting,” Cassie observed and then turned back to her guest.
“It does have a lot of action in it, as you would expect with a James Bond film.”
Cassie smiled and then got a serious look. Lexi knew what was coming next and prepared herself not to react if she was asked something outrageous. David’s main PR guy, Frank Ingram, had given her a set of talking points to help her navigate an interview like this.
“Tell me about what happened in India. I understand that David refused to film there,” Cassie said, digging for dirt.
Lexi kept her composure as she felt some relief; she’d been prepped for this question. She sent a silent word of thanks to Frank and his team. Lexi paused a moment to show thoughtful contemplation, another trick Frank had taught her. It kept her from rushing her answer. Frank had pointed out that pacing was necessary when building trust with your audience. He said it showed that she was confident.
“They’d planned to film in northern India. I understand it’s beautiful and would have made an excellent backdrop for the film. David began to be concerned when he did his homework on the region. He’d run across an article that discussed births in the area. During one time period described, there were 216 children born in several neighboring villages. Not a single one was a girl.
“It raised the question: was this a fluke occurrence or something more sinister? David asked me to look into it,” Lexi said.
“What did you find?” Cassie asked as she leaned forward in interest.
It was one thing to watch someone like David give an interview and know what he was doing, and another for her to pull it off. Lexi found that being the one on stage was harder than she’d realized. She had to tell a story, one that was engaging and held the audience’s interest.
“Indian baby girls are being aborted simply because of their gender. For families living in poverty, boys are deemed more desirable since they are considered the main breadwinners. Families chose to simply never have girls because they are considered a burden,” Lexi explained.
Cassie gave her a shocked look. Living where they did, it was easy to forget the reality of true abject poverty. What seemed deplorable to us could make perfect sense if you went to bed hungry at night. Frank had told her it was okay to show outrage but not go over the top with it.
“Isn’t that illegal?” Cassie asked.
“India made it illegal in 1994, but the practice still persists.”
“What was the other concern that put a stop to filming in India?”
Lexi looked at the camera and grimaced. This was the part that genuinely disturbed her. In her mind, she could come up with no justification for what happened.
“There was an incident. I understand that there are nomadic tribes in the area where we planned to film. The local population was a different religion, which caused tensions,” Lexi said to set the stage.
“What happened?” Cassie prodded when Lexi paused.
“An eight-year-old girl left her camp to tend the horses, and she went missing. Her body was found a week later. It was discovered that she had been taken to a small temple, drugged, raped for five days by a group of men, and then killed with a rock.
“When David heard about it, he told Chubby Feldman, the director. Chubby looked into it and agreed that they would have to find another location to film. Neither the studio nor David wanted to have that taint the movie. I was glad they made the right decision,” Lexi said with conviction.
“That’s terrible,” Cassie admitted and then switched gears. “David is one of the most eligible bachelors in Hollywood, yet we haven’t heard a peep about a love interest.”
Lexi had to choke back a laugh because she was amazed. She’d just described a horrific event, but Cassie showed no interest in digging deeper. Frank had a term for it: ‘NIMBY,’ or ‘Not In My Back Yard.’ If it didn’t affect someone directly, they could just brush it off and ignore it.
Cassie had just shown Lexi that she wasn’t a serious journalist. In truth, though, Lexi hadn’t expected anything more of Cassie, given her position on a show like In The Know. They were geared toward reporting the latest starlet exposing herself as she got out of a car or a pop star getting drunk and making an ass of him or herself. So, switching to David’s love life fit better with their usual fare.