Back Wild Dog
Chapters (64)
  1. Cover
  2. Part I
  3. July 1914
  4. Spring 2017
  5. August 1914
  6. Spring 2017
  7. August 1914
  8. August 2017
  9. August 1914
  10. August 2017
  11. August 1914
  12. August 2017
  13. August 1914
  14. August 2017
  15. August 1914
  16. August 2017
  17. September 1914
  18. August 2017
  19. Part II
  20. September 1914
  21. August 2017
  22. September 1914
  23. August 2017
  24. September 1914
  25. August 2017
  26. September 1914
  27. August 2017
  28. October 1914
  29. August 2017
  30. October 1914
  31. August 2017
  32. October 1914
  33. August 2017
  34. October 1914
  35. August 2017
  36. October 1914
  37. August 2017
  38. May 1915
  39. August 2017
  40. May 1915
  41. August 2017
  42. May 1915
  43. August 2017
  44. Part III
  45. August 2017
  46. May 1915
  47. August 2017
  48. May 1915
  49. August 2017
  50. June 1915
  51. August 2017
  52. July 1915
  53. August 2017
  54. July 1915
  55. August 2017
  56. July 1915
  57. August 2017
  58. July 1915
  59. August 2017
  60. July 1915
  61. August 2017
  62. July 1915
  63. August 2017
  64. Epilogue

Franck was acutely aware of all this as he turned on his phone to find eight messages and a torrent of emails from Liem and Travis. He dreaded the messages, but opened them one by one to see how their offensive was going. He could tell they were testing him just by skimming through their proposals; they were trying to get him to give in and be a good dog while they showed him who was boss. It wasn’t just a collaboration with Netflix. Their idea was to sell them shares, so Netflix would own a part of Alpha Productions. Not content with handing over his library, they were prepared to hand over control as well. As he looked at the attached documents, Franck realised that this time they were going ahead without him. They were intending to sign a broadcasting contract with an exclusivity clause, but he knew from experience that once the fox is in the henhouse you’ll never get it out. As he looked through the new clauses, he wondered whether he was dealing with two evil geniuses, or two reckless idiots. He had underestimated them from the beginning. He had let himself be swayed by their youth and vigour, which he assumed brought a fresh approach, drive and knowledge about new technology – all the things that he now found annoying.

He was used to reading contractual documents, but these seemed convoluted and bizarrely translated from English by a software programme, with expressions that were incomprehensible. The new clauses were covered in coloured highlighter on the PDF document. He was lost. Rather than trying to make sense of it all, he called them. As he had feared, the conversation went badly from the start. Liem and Travis always insisted on putting the phone on loudspeaker, so he never knew who had just spoken because their two voices constantly overlapped. Franck never liked these noisy telephone conversations, but especially not now that it was two against one in the middle of a café. Every time he talked business with them, he felt as helpless as he would if a smartphone salesman were explaining new apps to him that he would never use. This time Liem and Travis were aggressive and full of confidence. They said it was important to think long-term and get ahead of the market and make the most of the new European directives that would soon be voted on in Brussels, protectionist measures that from 2019 would force the tech giants to reinvest fifteen per cent of the revenue they made in France into local production companies.