Neil Wright

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Sometimes Dominique’s murder played a role in my decision-making. One time, while stone-cold sober, I was having dinner with a director who hoped to woo me to be in a movie I needed no convincing to agree to do, as the part and the script were perfect, but I played hard to get because that’s what movie stars are supposed to do. But then, as we were getting to know each other, he casually mentioned that he had mob contacts and almost hired a hit man to take out his wife during a messy divorce. He could tell by my expression that his small talk hadn’t gone over well. “Did you think telling me ...more
The Friday Afternoon Club: A Family Memoir
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