Avery Andrews is her name and directing celebrity telethons after tragedies is her game. But the Northwestern Zombie Outbreak isn't your average tragedy. . . and once the infection spreads to the studio, Avery and her crew will have to worry about staying alive, not rating.
Release date:
June 15, 2011
Publisher:
Orbit
Print pages:
34
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Everyone on their marks, quiet on the set, and…cue Blake.”
With a sigh, Avery Andrews leaned back in her chair in the control room and watched as Blake Roberts, host extraordinaire, launched into his preprepared monologue to start the telethon. He looked right into the camera, kept his expression the perfect balance of a sad but nonthreatening (and attractive to all demographics) smile, and never missed a mark. Yup, the man was a professional.
A complete diva, jerk-off…but a professional.
“Move to camera two,” Avery cued as she glanced at the monitors before her.
Now the at-home audience would be seeing the long bank of telephones manned by some of the biggest stars in the universe. Hollywood actors and actresses, as well as musicians who either actually gave a shit, or at least were faking it in order to keep their name in the spotlight. Either way, it didn’t matter to Avery. What mattered was that they were here and dressed well (or crazy) enough that they would definitely end up on tomorrow’s episode of Fashion Police, for better or for worse.
“Put up the number graphic…now,” she said softly.
As Blake continued talking and the numbers to call and donate flashed across the screen, Avery’s gaze slipped to another monitor on the bank before her. But this one wasn’t one she controlled. No, it was the monitor for NCB news, the mother network of the telethon. It was showing a live feed of the crisis from their twenty-four-hour news network.
Right now they were showing scenes of utter destruction in Portland, Oregon, as rabid people attacked each other in a hungry bloodbath of torn flesh. Zombies they were being called, though Avery had been given strict instructions by the network brass not to let that term slip out during the night’s event. Whatever they were called, they had already destroyed Seattle, made their way down the coast, and were marching steadily toward Los Angeles.
But they wouldn’t make it all the way to the town of the stars. Avery couldn’t believe that. And apparently neither could those in the studio, because all these highly insured stars were here in order to raise money for “The Tragedy of the Northwest.” “Outbreak 2010.” “The Sickness.”
However the CDC wanted to spin it. Oh, and speaking of the Centers for Disease Control…
“Cue Blake to move to the couches, cut to camera three, and start the interview with Dr. Lithstone,” Avery said into the mike. She watched as her orders were followed in Blake’s smooth style that had made him a breakout star after hosting such reality classics as “Top Singer” and “Dance the B-List.”
“That man is worth a billion dollars,” her assistant of eight years, Kyle, said with a disbe. . .
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