The Cinderella Killer

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Author: Simon Brett
Charles Paris. He’s acting in
Cinderella
too. Charles – Lefty Rubenstein. Lefty’s my agent.’
    â€˜â€œAgent” don’t cover it,’ said Lefty, sitting down at the table. His accent was Californian, but not the laid-back kind. He sounded busy, urgent. ‘For “agent” read “minder”, “fixer”, “gopher” and “nursemaid”.’
    â€˜Don’t forget also, Lefty, that you source all the stuff I need.’
    There was clearly more significance in that line than might appear. Lefty Rubenstein nodded vigorously and said, ‘Yeah, yeah, I got what you asked me to get you.’
    Kenny spread his hands wide. ‘Hey, isn’t this great? One of the few advantages to being a star. You get a Lefty Rubenstein to organize everything for you. All good news for everyone.’
    â€˜Not for everyone,’ the agent grumbled. ‘Certainly not if you happen to
be
Lefty Rubenstein.’
    His boss grinned. Clearly this kind of badinage was part of some long-established double act between them. ‘It’s true, though, Charles,’ he said, ‘Lefty runs my life – but don’t start feeling sorry for him because he gets very well paid for doing so.’
    â€˜You think any amount of money could begin to compensate for the aggravation you put me through?’
    â€˜Can it, Lefty. You love the job.’
    â€˜Oh yeah? Only one hundred per cent wrong there, Kenny. I hate the job. You never understand this. Not love. Hate!’
    â€˜Lefty, you are just so full of shit.’
    â€˜You’re fuller of shit than I am any day.’
    The two Americans were clearly enjoying insulting each other, so Charles Paris asked if he could get Lefty a drink.
    â€˜Diet Coke, please.’ He looked across at Kenny Polizzi’s mineral water. ‘You got a gin or vodka in that?’
    â€˜Nothing. I’m officially off the booze – period.’
    â€˜Huh,’ Lefty snorted. ‘I heard that one before.’
    â€˜This time it’s for good.’
    Another ‘Huh.’ Then he called out to Charles, who had just got up on his way to the bar, ‘Just don’t be around when he falls off the wagon.’
    â€˜I’m not going to fall off the wagon,’ Charles heard Kenny protest. ‘I’ve found out where and when the AA meets right here in Eastbourne’
    When he rejoined them with the Diet Coke, Charles was treated to a lot more about Lefty Rubenstein. He was one of those people who felt he had to give a complete résumé to everyone he met. Having told Charles he had just arrived from Los Angeles that day, he then went a long way back into his personal history. The ‘Lefty’ nickname came from when he had been a devious pitcher at college baseball … though the idea of his roly-poly figure ever having played any sport was now totally incongruous.
    He’d trained as a lawyer and it was in that capacity that he first met Kenny Polizzi. But he had found he was spending so much of his time arguing the details of his client’s professional contracts that he might as well ace out the existing agent and take on the role himself. From that time he had handled all of Kenny’s business and personal affairs. ‘And let me tell you, dealing with all those sharks in the television industry is a breeze along the boardwalk compared to the personal stuff. Jesus, all those ex-wives.’
    â€˜They were perfectly nice women when I married them,’ Kenny contributed, in a pose of bewildered innocence.
    â€˜Yeah, well, something happened when you wanted to unmarry them. They all turned into monsters.’
    â€˜That’s true, Lefty. Strange – who’da thought living with me would have that effect?’
    â€˜Anyone who’d spent five minutes in your company, Kenny.’
    â€˜Oh hey, that’s a bit harsh.’
    â€˜Harsh, but true.’ The agent
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