Chapter 3
"I wanted no whipped cream you idiot!" Those were the words Rowan heard as she walked into her manager's suite. Oh No! Rowan winced. It was Bridgett McCoy, spoiled daughter of her manager, Benny McCoy. It was Benny who had started Rowan's career that fateful day, 2 ½ years ago. Rowan's mother was a cleaning lady at the McCoy's LA estate. Benny was the President of McCoy Records and Rowan was helping her mom clean that day. Rowan started singing along to the radio, a favorite pastime, when out came Benny from his studio. He turned down the radio and listened in amazement. This girl had the voice of a super star! In a matter of days, Rowan was in the recording studio in that very house.
Everyone benefited from Rowan's success, everyone but Bridgett that is. She was very jealous of all the time her dad spent with Rowan and not her, so she made a plan. She recorded her own album without her dad's permission and put it on the market. Unfortunately for her, it bombed. One reviewer said her voice sounded like a train wreck. Her parents interpreted it as a cry for help, so they gave her everything she wanted, including a Paris-Hilton's dog sized Chihuahua she named Muffy. It was her who was yelling at her assistant, Mark.
"Get me a new latte!" She yelled to him as he was scrambling out the door, narrowly missing Rowan was coming in
"Rowan!" Bridgett exclaimed her teeth clenched into a forced smile, like she did every time she saw Rowan, "Daddy has some bad news."
She pointed down the hall towards the office area. Rowan nodded and slowly started walking in that direction. Worried thoughts filled her mind. When she got to the door of Benny's office, she heard him talking to someone on his cell phone.
"I told you Frank, Rowan will not find out we took her profits and put them in our bank accounts!" Rowan gasped. Her manager and her assistant were taking her money from her! She placed her ear on the door so she could hear well.
"Yes, of course. I will tell Rowan that the tours been cancelled and I will lock her up in my closet and she can't do anything about it…. What!! Yes of course it will work. She will be sued for not showing up at her own concert tonight!!"
Rowan's thoughts zoomed around her head. She knocked on the door. She heard Benny stop talking and snapped his phone shut.
"Come in," he said in an eerie sort of way. Rowan slowly walked in. She was scared but she had a plan forming in her brain. Benny looked nervous.
"Sorry kid, tours been cancelled!" he told her in an unapologetic manner.
"What!" Rowan acted shocked and upset, which was pretty easy since she had just learned her manager was a lying thief.
"I need to show you something," Benny continued, leading her to his spare closet. When she got there, he quickly pushed her inside and slammed and locked the door. Rowan started screaming, but Benny told her no one could hear her. Then she heard him leaving. Rowan looked around the closet, becoming a little claustrophobic. Then she reached for her cell phone.