Iris's POVThe call from my publisher came on a Tuesday morning, three weeks after Marcus had opened the front door and given me a choice. Eleanor Vance herself was on the line, which was unusual. Eleanor didn't make personal calls to authors. She had assistants for that, layers of them, a whole bureaucracy designed to insulate her from direct contact with the people who wrote the books that kept her company afloat."Iris, I have an extraordinary opportunity for you," she said, her voice crackling with the enthusiasm of someone who thought she was delivering good news. "There's a potential collaborator who's been asking about you specifically. Very interested in the next book. Very interested in your process. I think a meeting could be extremely beneficial for your career.""What kind of collaborator?""A private investor with significant resources. He's been following your work closely and he has some ideas for expansion into other media. Film ri
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