Chapter 174: Impressed
In the early hours of the morning, the clamor of Los Angeles had quieted. The sprawling mansion was pitch black, save for a single light in the study indicating its owner was still awake.
Seated at his desk, Thomas Rothman felt no trace of sleepiness despite working through the night. Twentieth Century Fox was the North American distributor for Saving Private Ryan; the film's box office run would directly impact the studio's quarterly earnings. Judging by the revenue from Independence Day, Duke Rosenberg's latest project was even critical to their annual performance.
He checked the time. The midnight screenings for Saving Private Ryan on the West Coast should be wrapping up. The North American midnight box office figures would be released shortly, and someone would forward the data directly to him.
A soft knock sounded at the study door, and a middle-aged woman stepped inside.
"Still not sleeping?" she asked.
She walked over, made two cups of coffee, and handed one to her husband. "Are the numbers not in yet?"
"Not yet," Thomas said.
Seeing his wife sit down opposite him, Thomas said gently, "It's late. You should go back to bed."
His wife shook her head. "I'll wait with you."