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    Windows of Oppurtunity – Chapter 9


    Lena made mental notes as a fellow freelance critic babbled in her ear about a scene of the movie. Personally she wasn’t one for the blockbuster hits, finding them mediocre and filled with the necessary criteria to pull in the crowds without any huge effort in the acting department. Still, it had been enjoyable, nothing unexpected, but nothing to be criticised too deeply considering its category. They were driving precariously through Friday night traffic, towards the Hyatt Hotel, and in between Jason’s excited jabbering, another journalist was getting excitable about the rumoured appearance of one of the films stars at the evening occasion.

    Lena sighed and looked out into the busy street, lights flashed above suave night clubs and youthful, eager club goers were out in force getting an early start to usual Friday night pursuits. In the distance the Hyatt stood out as a formidable presence, dwarfing the clubs in comparison, with an overbearing stance. It was a recent addition to the West Hollywood hotel circuit, but was already rumoured to be popular among the rich and famous and had already featured in a few tabloid headlines of visiting stars from every corner of the rich list.

    Fiddling with the hem of her skirt, she tuned out of the incessant tones of the two fellow taxi users, who in turn turned their attention to each other, leaving her to her thoughts. She had seen a few familiar faces at the screening, but hadn’t had a chance to speak, once the screening was over they had all been whisked to the exits and into waiting taxi cabs to be taken to the evening. It was a new experience for her, and she was feeling a little overwhelmed at it all, putting this feeling into future reference, the less she had to attend such occasions would be better, but it would also prove a big hindrance to her work. It was something she would have to weigh up at a later time.

    The Hyatt loomed into view as the taxi pulled into its extensive forecourt to the large pivoting front doors. Footmen were ready and waiting to open the doors of the cabs, offering a helping hand to the ladies as they stepped out. She checked her watch, they were running late themselves, it was eight forty, although guests were still entering the foyer. Her fellow passengers were already ahead of her, entering the revolving doorway. Staying a few steps behind, Lena followed slowly, smoothing out the skirt of her chiffon and lace black two piece. It was a warm night and as she allowed the door to usher her into the foyer and reception area, she shifted the small fur shrug covering her shoulders and draped it over an arm. They were directed by an usher into the lounge bar as guests still arrived, before they would be led into the private rooms being used for the event.

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