Days of stress followed with Vic Wylie looking hollow-eyed and wilder. Three more of the Wylie shows were auditioned, but sponsors were coy. Suppose the Sue Davis show failed to book Munson? The thought stayed with Joe. And yet, bringing in a one o’clock lunch of coffee and sandwiches—a single sandwich for each—he put on a front.
“The Ritz,” he announced, “à-la-Wylie.”
Lucille, sipping coffee, said: “Sonny’s coming back.”
Joe was staggered. Sonny Baker? Why, Sonny had had the lead in City Boy last season over at FKIP. Sonny had gone into summer stock on the coast with a company near Hollywood. The Journal had had an item on the radio page....
“What about the story that the movies were keeping an eye on Sonny?” Joe asked.
“If they were,” Lucille said coolly, “they saw all they wanted to see. Sonny’s been getting urgent letters. Those letters are bringing him back.”
Joe, pouring second cups of coffee, suddenly put the container down. “Who’s been writing those letters?”
Archie Munn gave him a glance. “The boy’s fast on the catch.”
“Amby Carver?”
Nobody answered.