Being a Star (Isn't Easy)
Chapter Eight
When it was just Josiah and the four bodyguards, Josiah spoke up. "Mister
Jackson, would you mind telling me what your problem with Ezra is?"
Nathan swallowed at the big man's tone. He could tell that Josiah was pissed,
and he was someone that you definitely didn't want pissed at you. Putting on a
brave face, he replied, "Just stating my opinions."
"Well, everyone's entitled to opinions. But, try to think before you talk. Ezra
Standish is one of the finest men I know."
Nathan shrugged, "That's your opinion."
Before Nathan could dig himself into a deeper hole, Chris spoke up. "I'm sorry
Josiah." Casting a quick glare at Nathan, before looking back at Josiah, he
added, "Nathan won't cause any problems."
Josiah sighed, taking a calming breath. "I heard great things about your work.
But, from what I can see Mister Jackson isn't acting very professional. If I'd
known that there was going to be a problem, I never would have hired you four
men. If things keep up, I will fire you and find someone else." After a pause,
he added, "That is if Ez doesn't beat me to it. You really don't want to see him
angry, it's not pretty."
With that said, Josiah walked away. Chris whirled to face Nathan, speaking
through gritted teeth. "Nathan, we've had this discussion already. A few times,
actually. What the hell is the matter with you?! Do you want to go home? I'll
get you a plane ticket."
Sighing he answered, "No, Chris."
"Then what's going on?" asked Buck.
Nathan shrugged, "He just rubs me the wrong way."
Chris sighed, "I have to say, I'm disappointed. I've never seen you act
unprofessional before. You have one more chance. One, Nathan. If this keeps up,
I'll send you home and we'll have to evaluate your place on this team. I can't
take the chance that you'll act like this with other clients."
Nathan's face flushed, slightly, at the dressing down. "Understood," he replied,
somewhat stiffly.
"Good. Now, Nathan and I will take J.D. Buck and Vin, you take Josiah. We need
to ask some questions and find out why they think that the bodyguards let Ezra
get mobbed."
IN THE STUDIO
"I can't believe the gall of that man!" Rain exclaimed when they were back in
the studio.
Ezra sighed and nodded. "He's definitely starting to get on my bad side."
"Starting?! He would've been on mine the first time he opened his mouth!"
replied Inez.
"Well, I try to have some patience," said Ezra, with a faint smile.
"Well, my hand is just itching to deliver a slap to his head," said Casey.
"I'd actually like to see that," said a genuinely smiling Ezra.
"Well, if he keeps making his remarks, you just might," said Casey. Inez and
Rain nodded their agreement.