Hello! Just a reminder that I own none of the NW Series or anything in it,
coz they belong to LJ Smith. But, all the original stuff, that's plotlines
and characters that belong to me, that is MINE, for better and for worse,
till death do us part.
Adamindgirl: Thanks for reviewing again, and I agree; it does all seem interesting.
Tamashii: You may just have a point there. and you can stop beating your imagination now! Lol.
Neoen: Well, that's me told. I'll do my best to update at reasonable intervals, but exams are holding me back.
THANK YOU to everyone who has ever reviewed this story, and I beg you to do it again. Y'know, just for the hell of it. This chapter's a great one! (According to the ever-humble me).
Anyway, I'm back from exam hell, but soon it will be revision hell. Please read and review to save me from certain insanity. PLEASE!
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Her anxious green eyes were full of trepidation and caution; her mouth was set in a hard, tense line. Kel gently pushed open the door to enter The Sound's Offices, noticing that her slim and long-fingered hands were trembling slightly. She groaned softly in disgust.
The building was as old as it was impressive, like a 16th century mini- skyscraper, decorated with the usual fancy baroque frills and etchings, all perfectly preserved and clean, made of uneven grey stone. The lack of symmetry just added to the charm of the place. Surprisingly, no graffiti or any other vandalism ever seemed to befall it, which was a veritable godsend really. Though, now Kel thought about it, it was a bit strange...
Mere seconds after entering the building, the chill iciness of the overworked air-conditioning system blasted her body. This immediately made her reach for her warm navy pullover tied casually round her waist. She loved this jumper, especially the scalloped neckline, and it went so well with her black knee-length skirt and sandals. Steeling herself mentally for her encounter with Jake, she continued onwards.
"Kelsey! Kelsey!" She heard that all-too-familiar voice screech raucously to the left of her. Kel winced. Jessica Hardman was a boy-crazy girl, with no depth of character at all. She was completely selfish and lacked interest in or concern for anything or anyone besides herself, and was vain. Being pretty seemed to have gone to her head. Unfortunately, she had latched onto Kel as soon as she'd started working here, for her writing abilities. More than once Kel had been persuaded to write an article for Jess when she was supposedly busy with some other important matters.
Kel increased her pace, hoping she'd reach the lift before Jess caught her, but it was to no avail. The pale-haired girl, her face plastered in a makeup, her mouth a line of shocking crimson, seemed to leap into her path despite wearing teetering pink heels, grinning in an annoyingly effervescent manner.
"Kel!" she shrieked once more, for good measure, even though she had already gotten Kel's attention. "Is it true?"
"Yeah," said Kel, unable to conceal the laconic irony from her voice. "I'm pregnant with Scottie the janitor's love child. What else is new?"
For that unspeakable derision, Jess rolled her hazel coloured eyes, eyes that were lined in harsh black strokes of eyeliner, and fluttered her false eyelashes in annoyance. Kel felt just about ready to strangle her.
"No!" she whimpered. " Is it true that you have the three 'o' clock with Mr Tremaine. Is that true?" she repeated insistently.
Kel was about to ask who had told her about this, and why she was asking in the first place when Jess babbled on, interrupting her train of thought.
"Because," she said, pausing for dramatic emphasis, a wicked smile on her lips, "I have a meeting with him at that time too, and so, we'll be going together! Ooh, we should get going right about now. What are you going in for?"
Kel allowed herself to be steered into the lift with Jess holding onto her arm as if she were some super-strong limpet, prattling on about nothing, as usual. Kel didn't think she knew anyone who could talk about nothing so well as Jess could. It was probably one of her four skills, the other three being attracting members of the opposite sex, dressing fashionably, and doing make-up.
"I stayed after work late to finish the Pimlico report," Kel replied, smiling at Jess' shocked expression. "I fell asleep and he found me in the office at some ungodly hour of the morning."
"You were busted," said Jess, half gloatingly, but half jealous. "I wish it had been me," she added sullenly, giving Kel a poisonous look. "But then again, I wouldn't be caught dead doing overtime." Her expression became clearer then, and Kel could not believe how fickle and changeable Jess was.
Kel snorted. "No, you wouldn't." The thought of Jess actually doing any work was truly laughable; let alone staying after work to finish something off. She would probably only do so if there was an ulterior motive, such as being with Jake Tremaine. Jess fancied him, and his cold ignorance of her usually successful amorous flirtiness made her even more desperate to pull him.
"Jake is soo gorgeous, don't ya think?" she mused, examining her long, immaculately kept pink nails and tossing her head, sending wisps of blonde over her face. Kel was half-shocked, it was as if Jess had read her thoughts. But she brushed it aside. It was only a minor coincidence.
"He's a bastard," Kel said venomously, her eyes darkening as she brushed aside a few dark strands of chocolate-coloured hair. "I hate him."
"Whatever girly, but you can't escape the fact that he is good looking too," she said, a teasing smile on her face as she nudged Kel knowingly.
Thankfully, the lift stopped at their level then, and Kel managed to push her way out of the lift, so that Jess couldn't see that she was blushing. She also let her long hair fall over her face, in an instinctive, protective way. She strode along, thankful that her sandals were comfortable enough to walk well in. Upon catching sight of Jake's office, she paused, thinking Jess' company was better than no company at all.
Finally, Jess tottered up, and for an instant, Kel envied her. She had the guts to wear a pale pink sundress, one that was short and clung to her slender body, and sparkly, darker pink Dorothy-style sandals, that made her tower above Kel. She was taller than Kel even without those shoes on. Her short blonde hair was cut into a stylish layered bob, with a long fringe mostly swept up in a side parting. The make-up only seemed to enhance her stunning natural beauty, and her dark eyes contrasted with her fairness.
"What are ya gaping at?" asked Jess with a sigh. "We're gonna be late, I know it!"
"Nothing," Kel demurred. "Let's go quickly then."
Side by side, the girls sauntered into the office. Kel exuded a sort of devil-may-care confidence that concealed her fear, which had come flooding back again. If she lost her job here, she didn't know what she would do. For her, this was the dream career, one she'd yearned for, ever since she could remember.
It was only a waiting room here, decorated in neutral beiges, browns and magnolias. The carpet was a soft amberlike colour. You could see the door leading into Jake's office, dead ahead, but in the foreground sat Lucy Lovell, Jake's weird secretary, and one of Jess' closest colleagues at The Sound. Kel was thankful for her presence, it would at least distract Jess for a while.
"Hey Lucy!" Jess grinned at the auburn-haired waif that sat at the neatly organised desk. She looked up, her face alight, with amusement dancing in her heavy-lidded golden brown eyes.
"Hello Jess and Kel," Lucy said upon noticing them, smiling her trademark loony grin. Lucy was the efficient secretary of the decade at work, but she had a dippy, slightly stoned manner naturally, and was benevolent and kind to anyone. Chilled out, strange and easygoing. Lucy and Jess made an oddly contrasting pair, and Kel often wondered why they were so close.
Kel went to sit on the cream-coloured settee, feeling queasy again. Jess slunk over to Lucy and sat on her desk, and the pair began to have such a loud conversation that Kel couldn't fail to miss it, even if she'd been half deaf.
"Jess, I have to tell you about this new metal band, called Bloodmoon," Lucy said. "They have a bit of a popular edge though, to appeal to the masses I guess," she added.
"What a macabre name," Jess said, shuddering, and for an instant it seemed to Kel that Jess' personality had slipped. Long words were not usually part of the girl's everyday vocabulary. "I think it sounds dumb," she said dismissively, inspecting her nails, reverting to type.
"Jake gave me their CD," Lucy continued, ignoring Jess completely as she dumped the album into her lap. "They're really good-looking, and the music isn't bad either. A bit dark though."
Kel could she Jess visibly perk up at the mention of fanciable males. Kel grinned despite herself at Jess' one-track mind.
"I love those dark, dangerous, handsome types," she giggled. "And rock band members are usually soo sexy!"
Kel couldn't resist pouncing on that one. "Oh, but what about your blonde haired office guy?"
Lucy laughed loudly, and Jess turned red, fixing Kel with another needling stare of annoyance. Kel didn't care. It had been totally worth it. She smiled back at Jess mischievously.
"Keeel!" Jess exclaimed, pouting in childlike petulance. "What if Jake..."
"What if I did what?" that arrogant male voice cut in, interrupting Jess. Kel cringed, cursing mentally. Why did he have to butt in at all the awkward moments? Jake had the most imperfect timing in the history of the world.
Three guilty and dumbfounded girls turned to face him, Jess bright red and almost tearful in her rage, Lucy with an odd facial expression borne of bottling up laughter, and Kel, frowning in a slightly challenging manner, her cheeks a faint tinge of rosy pink. Jake looked much as he had upon discovering Kel at the office earlier, except that he looked not only incredulous, but also amused. And still as good looking as ever, his golden hair sparkling in the sunlight.
"What if... you... joined a band?" Kel made up desperately. The utter lameness of this excuse was enough to send Lucy over the edge, and she bellowed explosively with maniacal laughter.
"Luucy!" Jess squealed in tearful despair, before turning on Kel to vent her wrath. "That was so not funny Kel!"
"I'm sorry," Kel said sincerely, giving a look of concern to Lucy, who was gasping for breath between fits of mirth. "Come on, let's get this meeting over with, OK?" she said to Jake.
"Lucy, go calm down. Grab a drink or something," said Jake. Lucy nodded hysterically, and promptly left. "Come in, you two." Kel and Jess followed him into the office.
The theme in the office seemed to be functional, boring green. They sat upon two dark green office chairs, with Jake opposite on the other side of his desk.
Jess crossed and uncrossed her legs constantly, giving Jake long lingering looks, just generally trying to be seductive. He ignored her. As usual.
"Well, Kelsey and Jess, let's start," said Jake, settling down into his seat, his frosty eyes resting upon them both. Kel was no longer scared. The bizarre episode earlier had plunged her into a surreal kind of state, where some of her emotions were put on hold. Kel suddenly thought that Jake reminded her of some sort of head teacher at a school.
"Yup," she said nonchalantly.
"I'm wondering what this meeting is about. I mean, it's clear why Kel is here; to be told off, but what about me?" Jess looked confused, like an adorable kitten.
"Don't worry, its not any sort of telling off," Jake smiled at Kel again. She wished he wouldn't smile at her, it always looked unsettlingly cold. "It's more of a business thing," he added.
"What? It must be a good thing, right?" Jess looked alluringly at him, her eyes sparkling. Kel thought they should get a room. Well, Jess should anyway.
"Yes it is in fact. I'm sure Lucy has been raving to you about Bloodmoon, the newest sensation on the music scene. They've been signed onto Redfern Records, and they're performing tonight at the Iris." His eyes turned arctic, yet they seemed satisfied too.
"So what?" said Jess, clearly bored as she inspected her nails yet again. Kel was inclined to agree with her.
"So I want you two girls to go to the gig and interview them afterwards for The Sound. An exclusive. We've received many letters demanding information on them, so..."
"OK," said Kel, so relieved that she actually smiled. It transformed her face entirely, making it radiantly beautiful. Her eyes lit up like flaming emeralds. She was pissed off that she had to work with Jess, which meant that she would have to do all the work, but nevertheless, it was great to be trusted with this story so soon after the whole confrontation thing that morning. And Jake had never liked her much. It was a real turn-around.
Jake gave her an odd look. Kel couldn't even begin to analyse the complexity of emotion expressed in that single moment. So, she concentrated on the details; where, when, how, and all that.
"So, I'll meet you, Jess, at the Iris at six thirty, and we both know the way there coz of these maps." She brandished one of them in her hand. "We've got tickets, and when we go backstage, we've got the backstage passes, and we have to ask for Malachi Redfern. So it all should be fine," Kel grinned. New music was always the best sort, and hearing it live was even better.
"OK," said Jess as they stood to leave. "Thanks Mr Tremaine," she purred as she walked out, hips swaying seductively.
"Yeah, thanks Jake, I really appreciate it," Kel smiled as she left, her hopes flying high. "You won't be disappointed."
"Good luck," called Jake as they left his office, knowing that he would not be disappointed at all.
He smiled to himself. Malachi was going to have a lot of fun tonight. He wondered whether they would make it back alive. Chuckling to himself, he stood up, stretching like a cat. Knowing Malachi, they would be out of it before the night was over. He was literally killing two birds with one stone, the annoying tart Jessica Hardman, and that pretty young upstart Kelsey Murdoch. They were dead girls walking.
Pleased at how efficient he was being, he left the office to find that dumb secretary of his.
"Lucy!"
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Dum-dum-duuuuuum! What will happen to Kel and Jess when they go to the Bloodmoon gig? What will Malachi Redfern do to them? Or not? Find out in the next thrilling instalment, but only if you review! So press that blue button and get sending, baby!
Adamindgirl: Thanks for reviewing again, and I agree; it does all seem interesting.
Tamashii: You may just have a point there. and you can stop beating your imagination now! Lol.
Neoen: Well, that's me told. I'll do my best to update at reasonable intervals, but exams are holding me back.
THANK YOU to everyone who has ever reviewed this story, and I beg you to do it again. Y'know, just for the hell of it. This chapter's a great one! (According to the ever-humble me).
Anyway, I'm back from exam hell, but soon it will be revision hell. Please read and review to save me from certain insanity. PLEASE!
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Her anxious green eyes were full of trepidation and caution; her mouth was set in a hard, tense line. Kel gently pushed open the door to enter The Sound's Offices, noticing that her slim and long-fingered hands were trembling slightly. She groaned softly in disgust.
The building was as old as it was impressive, like a 16th century mini- skyscraper, decorated with the usual fancy baroque frills and etchings, all perfectly preserved and clean, made of uneven grey stone. The lack of symmetry just added to the charm of the place. Surprisingly, no graffiti or any other vandalism ever seemed to befall it, which was a veritable godsend really. Though, now Kel thought about it, it was a bit strange...
Mere seconds after entering the building, the chill iciness of the overworked air-conditioning system blasted her body. This immediately made her reach for her warm navy pullover tied casually round her waist. She loved this jumper, especially the scalloped neckline, and it went so well with her black knee-length skirt and sandals. Steeling herself mentally for her encounter with Jake, she continued onwards.
"Kelsey! Kelsey!" She heard that all-too-familiar voice screech raucously to the left of her. Kel winced. Jessica Hardman was a boy-crazy girl, with no depth of character at all. She was completely selfish and lacked interest in or concern for anything or anyone besides herself, and was vain. Being pretty seemed to have gone to her head. Unfortunately, she had latched onto Kel as soon as she'd started working here, for her writing abilities. More than once Kel had been persuaded to write an article for Jess when she was supposedly busy with some other important matters.
Kel increased her pace, hoping she'd reach the lift before Jess caught her, but it was to no avail. The pale-haired girl, her face plastered in a makeup, her mouth a line of shocking crimson, seemed to leap into her path despite wearing teetering pink heels, grinning in an annoyingly effervescent manner.
"Kel!" she shrieked once more, for good measure, even though she had already gotten Kel's attention. "Is it true?"
"Yeah," said Kel, unable to conceal the laconic irony from her voice. "I'm pregnant with Scottie the janitor's love child. What else is new?"
For that unspeakable derision, Jess rolled her hazel coloured eyes, eyes that were lined in harsh black strokes of eyeliner, and fluttered her false eyelashes in annoyance. Kel felt just about ready to strangle her.
"No!" she whimpered. " Is it true that you have the three 'o' clock with Mr Tremaine. Is that true?" she repeated insistently.
Kel was about to ask who had told her about this, and why she was asking in the first place when Jess babbled on, interrupting her train of thought.
"Because," she said, pausing for dramatic emphasis, a wicked smile on her lips, "I have a meeting with him at that time too, and so, we'll be going together! Ooh, we should get going right about now. What are you going in for?"
Kel allowed herself to be steered into the lift with Jess holding onto her arm as if she were some super-strong limpet, prattling on about nothing, as usual. Kel didn't think she knew anyone who could talk about nothing so well as Jess could. It was probably one of her four skills, the other three being attracting members of the opposite sex, dressing fashionably, and doing make-up.
"I stayed after work late to finish the Pimlico report," Kel replied, smiling at Jess' shocked expression. "I fell asleep and he found me in the office at some ungodly hour of the morning."
"You were busted," said Jess, half gloatingly, but half jealous. "I wish it had been me," she added sullenly, giving Kel a poisonous look. "But then again, I wouldn't be caught dead doing overtime." Her expression became clearer then, and Kel could not believe how fickle and changeable Jess was.
Kel snorted. "No, you wouldn't." The thought of Jess actually doing any work was truly laughable; let alone staying after work to finish something off. She would probably only do so if there was an ulterior motive, such as being with Jake Tremaine. Jess fancied him, and his cold ignorance of her usually successful amorous flirtiness made her even more desperate to pull him.
"Jake is soo gorgeous, don't ya think?" she mused, examining her long, immaculately kept pink nails and tossing her head, sending wisps of blonde over her face. Kel was half-shocked, it was as if Jess had read her thoughts. But she brushed it aside. It was only a minor coincidence.
"He's a bastard," Kel said venomously, her eyes darkening as she brushed aside a few dark strands of chocolate-coloured hair. "I hate him."
"Whatever girly, but you can't escape the fact that he is good looking too," she said, a teasing smile on her face as she nudged Kel knowingly.
Thankfully, the lift stopped at their level then, and Kel managed to push her way out of the lift, so that Jess couldn't see that she was blushing. She also let her long hair fall over her face, in an instinctive, protective way. She strode along, thankful that her sandals were comfortable enough to walk well in. Upon catching sight of Jake's office, she paused, thinking Jess' company was better than no company at all.
Finally, Jess tottered up, and for an instant, Kel envied her. She had the guts to wear a pale pink sundress, one that was short and clung to her slender body, and sparkly, darker pink Dorothy-style sandals, that made her tower above Kel. She was taller than Kel even without those shoes on. Her short blonde hair was cut into a stylish layered bob, with a long fringe mostly swept up in a side parting. The make-up only seemed to enhance her stunning natural beauty, and her dark eyes contrasted with her fairness.
"What are ya gaping at?" asked Jess with a sigh. "We're gonna be late, I know it!"
"Nothing," Kel demurred. "Let's go quickly then."
Side by side, the girls sauntered into the office. Kel exuded a sort of devil-may-care confidence that concealed her fear, which had come flooding back again. If she lost her job here, she didn't know what she would do. For her, this was the dream career, one she'd yearned for, ever since she could remember.
It was only a waiting room here, decorated in neutral beiges, browns and magnolias. The carpet was a soft amberlike colour. You could see the door leading into Jake's office, dead ahead, but in the foreground sat Lucy Lovell, Jake's weird secretary, and one of Jess' closest colleagues at The Sound. Kel was thankful for her presence, it would at least distract Jess for a while.
"Hey Lucy!" Jess grinned at the auburn-haired waif that sat at the neatly organised desk. She looked up, her face alight, with amusement dancing in her heavy-lidded golden brown eyes.
"Hello Jess and Kel," Lucy said upon noticing them, smiling her trademark loony grin. Lucy was the efficient secretary of the decade at work, but she had a dippy, slightly stoned manner naturally, and was benevolent and kind to anyone. Chilled out, strange and easygoing. Lucy and Jess made an oddly contrasting pair, and Kel often wondered why they were so close.
Kel went to sit on the cream-coloured settee, feeling queasy again. Jess slunk over to Lucy and sat on her desk, and the pair began to have such a loud conversation that Kel couldn't fail to miss it, even if she'd been half deaf.
"Jess, I have to tell you about this new metal band, called Bloodmoon," Lucy said. "They have a bit of a popular edge though, to appeal to the masses I guess," she added.
"What a macabre name," Jess said, shuddering, and for an instant it seemed to Kel that Jess' personality had slipped. Long words were not usually part of the girl's everyday vocabulary. "I think it sounds dumb," she said dismissively, inspecting her nails, reverting to type.
"Jake gave me their CD," Lucy continued, ignoring Jess completely as she dumped the album into her lap. "They're really good-looking, and the music isn't bad either. A bit dark though."
Kel could she Jess visibly perk up at the mention of fanciable males. Kel grinned despite herself at Jess' one-track mind.
"I love those dark, dangerous, handsome types," she giggled. "And rock band members are usually soo sexy!"
Kel couldn't resist pouncing on that one. "Oh, but what about your blonde haired office guy?"
Lucy laughed loudly, and Jess turned red, fixing Kel with another needling stare of annoyance. Kel didn't care. It had been totally worth it. She smiled back at Jess mischievously.
"Keeel!" Jess exclaimed, pouting in childlike petulance. "What if Jake..."
"What if I did what?" that arrogant male voice cut in, interrupting Jess. Kel cringed, cursing mentally. Why did he have to butt in at all the awkward moments? Jake had the most imperfect timing in the history of the world.
Three guilty and dumbfounded girls turned to face him, Jess bright red and almost tearful in her rage, Lucy with an odd facial expression borne of bottling up laughter, and Kel, frowning in a slightly challenging manner, her cheeks a faint tinge of rosy pink. Jake looked much as he had upon discovering Kel at the office earlier, except that he looked not only incredulous, but also amused. And still as good looking as ever, his golden hair sparkling in the sunlight.
"What if... you... joined a band?" Kel made up desperately. The utter lameness of this excuse was enough to send Lucy over the edge, and she bellowed explosively with maniacal laughter.
"Luucy!" Jess squealed in tearful despair, before turning on Kel to vent her wrath. "That was so not funny Kel!"
"I'm sorry," Kel said sincerely, giving a look of concern to Lucy, who was gasping for breath between fits of mirth. "Come on, let's get this meeting over with, OK?" she said to Jake.
"Lucy, go calm down. Grab a drink or something," said Jake. Lucy nodded hysterically, and promptly left. "Come in, you two." Kel and Jess followed him into the office.
The theme in the office seemed to be functional, boring green. They sat upon two dark green office chairs, with Jake opposite on the other side of his desk.
Jess crossed and uncrossed her legs constantly, giving Jake long lingering looks, just generally trying to be seductive. He ignored her. As usual.
"Well, Kelsey and Jess, let's start," said Jake, settling down into his seat, his frosty eyes resting upon them both. Kel was no longer scared. The bizarre episode earlier had plunged her into a surreal kind of state, where some of her emotions were put on hold. Kel suddenly thought that Jake reminded her of some sort of head teacher at a school.
"Yup," she said nonchalantly.
"I'm wondering what this meeting is about. I mean, it's clear why Kel is here; to be told off, but what about me?" Jess looked confused, like an adorable kitten.
"Don't worry, its not any sort of telling off," Jake smiled at Kel again. She wished he wouldn't smile at her, it always looked unsettlingly cold. "It's more of a business thing," he added.
"What? It must be a good thing, right?" Jess looked alluringly at him, her eyes sparkling. Kel thought they should get a room. Well, Jess should anyway.
"Yes it is in fact. I'm sure Lucy has been raving to you about Bloodmoon, the newest sensation on the music scene. They've been signed onto Redfern Records, and they're performing tonight at the Iris." His eyes turned arctic, yet they seemed satisfied too.
"So what?" said Jess, clearly bored as she inspected her nails yet again. Kel was inclined to agree with her.
"So I want you two girls to go to the gig and interview them afterwards for The Sound. An exclusive. We've received many letters demanding information on them, so..."
"OK," said Kel, so relieved that she actually smiled. It transformed her face entirely, making it radiantly beautiful. Her eyes lit up like flaming emeralds. She was pissed off that she had to work with Jess, which meant that she would have to do all the work, but nevertheless, it was great to be trusted with this story so soon after the whole confrontation thing that morning. And Jake had never liked her much. It was a real turn-around.
Jake gave her an odd look. Kel couldn't even begin to analyse the complexity of emotion expressed in that single moment. So, she concentrated on the details; where, when, how, and all that.
"So, I'll meet you, Jess, at the Iris at six thirty, and we both know the way there coz of these maps." She brandished one of them in her hand. "We've got tickets, and when we go backstage, we've got the backstage passes, and we have to ask for Malachi Redfern. So it all should be fine," Kel grinned. New music was always the best sort, and hearing it live was even better.
"OK," said Jess as they stood to leave. "Thanks Mr Tremaine," she purred as she walked out, hips swaying seductively.
"Yeah, thanks Jake, I really appreciate it," Kel smiled as she left, her hopes flying high. "You won't be disappointed."
"Good luck," called Jake as they left his office, knowing that he would not be disappointed at all.
He smiled to himself. Malachi was going to have a lot of fun tonight. He wondered whether they would make it back alive. Chuckling to himself, he stood up, stretching like a cat. Knowing Malachi, they would be out of it before the night was over. He was literally killing two birds with one stone, the annoying tart Jessica Hardman, and that pretty young upstart Kelsey Murdoch. They were dead girls walking.
Pleased at how efficient he was being, he left the office to find that dumb secretary of his.
"Lucy!"
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Dum-dum-duuuuuum! What will happen to Kel and Jess when they go to the Bloodmoon gig? What will Malachi Redfern do to them? Or not? Find out in the next thrilling instalment, but only if you review! So press that blue button and get sending, baby!
