¡Gazpacho!
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Airports are so much more than travel hubs. Every arrival and departure is the beginning or an end to a story. Love, separation, greed and addiction - From London to Los Angeles, Tokyo to Sydney, the drama unfolds. Dreams are shattered, problems solved and deals made. Put it all into a blender and serve cold - it's gazpacho.
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¡Gazpacho! - Lorenzo Eliano
¡GAZPACHO!
By
Lorenzo Eliano
Copyright
© Lorenzo Eliano, 2016
Cover by Jennifer Cabatuan
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any written, electronic, recording, or photocopying without written permission of the publisher or author. The exception would be in the case of brief quotations embodied in the critical articles or reviews and pages where permission is specifically granted by the publisher or author.
Disclaimer
This is a work of fiction. Any names or characters, businesses or places, events or incidents, are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Dedication
For
Linda who dreamt of going to Thailand but never did.
Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Disclaimer
Dedication
London
Dubai
Hong Kong
Tokyo
Sydney
Buenos Aires
Mexico City
Caracas
Los Angeles
Los Angeles Part 2
New York City
London
Heathrow Airport, London
Nicholas Briddick tapped at his MacBook. Weirdly, the British Airways first class departure lounge always inspired him. Maybe it was the mahogany tables, black leather sofas and the extra long bar. Especially the bar. He'd never completed a film script without keeping his alcohol levels high. He was a cross between Rob Reiner in looks, and Ridley Scott in movie direction. His greying beard was prickly and his attitude matched his beard. As he typed, his mobile phone rang with the theme tune to one of his own movies. He groaned when he saw the name on the screen. Why couldn't she leave him alone?
Hi darling,
Nicholas breathed heavily when speaking. He drank, he smoked cigars, he liked subs. No, of course not. It’s not for long. I’ll be back before you can clip all of Sylvester’s nails.
He carried on typing. You know I do. You know... I love you.
Nicholas hung up his mobile phone, shook his head and groaned again then resumed typing.
Ricki Singh, precision-cut facial hair, sunglasses that he wore day or night, indoors and out, a muscle T-shirt to show off his muscular physique, swaggered over to Nicholas with the air of a Bollywood superstar – which he was.
Nicholas Briddick?
Ricki kept on his sunglasses.
Nicholas glanced up for the briefest of moments then resumed his work.
Mr Briddick. Sir, may I sit down?
Ricki confidently sat himself alongside Nicholas, who hadn’t even paused, besides sipping from a glass of his Beringer Private Reserve Chardonnay. Ricki held up his hand to the barman, Give me what he’s having. And another for my friend, Mr Briddick? No?
Ricki was a persistent cat. He hadn’t risen to the top standing idly by. "I’m a big fan of your movies, Nicholas. May I call you Nicholas? You’re one of my favourite directors.
Nicholas was equally as persistent in ignoring him.
I’ve been told I have a substantial following. Hell, I know I have!
Ricki held out a hand expecting it to be shaken – which it wasn’t. My name is Ricki Singh, perhaps you’ve heard of me?
Sorry.
Nicholas continued his resistance.
Ricki got his wine and had a taste. Primo wine! You have Wi-Fi here?
It’s 2016. We’re in the first class departure lounge at Heathrow. I’d bloody expect so,
Nicholas said curtly.
Great, yaar because then you can Google me and see for yourself that I am one of Bollywood’s most bankable stars.
Look, I’m a little busy.
Writing your new movie?
Maybe.
My agent’s really got his finger on the pulse and he told me you’re making a new blockbuster. I’d be great in it.
Is that so?
Absolutely. I’ve already cracked the Asian market. Now it’s time for a new challenge. To conquer America.
Nicholas sighed a sigh that caused a miniature tornado to sweep through Hounslow. He closed his laptop shut and gave his full attention to Ricki, not before rolling his eyes.
I’m the biggest star in India. Women want me, guys wanna be me and children idolise me.
You have a high opinion of yourself.
When you receive as much adoration as I do, it happens, yaar.
No one knows you in America. I don’t know you.
For now. I’m sure your movie will do well in India, but think about this: with me in it, it will do a thousand times better!
We’re still a long way from casting, so I can’t really promise anything.
I appreciate that. Here, let me give you my card.
Ricki produced a flashy business card that would’ve been the envy of Patrick Bateman. Nicholas took the card without a word.
"You know, I was gutted when ‘The Tin House’ didn’t win the Oscar. It was a travesty."
The politics of Hollywood. It affects the best of us.
But why to you always? What is it now, five nominations and no wins? I mean it’s a disgrace.
Right.
Nicholas took a swig of his wine. His throat had gotten dry and there was a pain in his ears.
Exactly. I mean, a director of your ability. It’s completely illogical.
Maybe next time.
I hope so. If not, then I will go to Hollywood and bash their heads together.
I’m sure that won’t be necessary.
Probably. You’ve been in the industry for so long, you’re bound to pick up an Honorary Oscar at the very least!
Listen, I must get back to my work.
Nicholas reopened his laptop. He was going to