Sold? Oh Please.

Lenora stepped out of her Jeep, it was eight in the morning and she was standing in front of her interviewee's house. Since this investigation was on the down low she couldn't have a crew. So she made sure her recorder was in hand, her pepper spray cause you could never be too safe and her phone dialed with the emergency number already. She walked to the door and rang on the door bell.

"Yes?" A small voice answered from the intercom and she turned to face it.​​

"Good morning, I'm Lenora Hastings from NTP news station. I'm here to interview Tony Romero." She said curtly.

"That's my dad." The voice replied.

"Oh... is he here?" She asked.

"Yhup, he's always here these days" The voice chirped.

"Great... can you tell your dad that I'm here for him" Lenora said.

"Sure thing ma'am." She said.

"Wait, I'm not a ma... Oh whatever she's gone." Lenora smiled.

A little while later the door opened and Lenora met with a little man with three little girls playing around his feet. Lenora smiled at what seemed to be an exhausted father.

Tony has a small build but regardless he kept his body toned and fit, and his statue although naturally petite was pretty bulky. Lenora admired his hardwork, muscles like that only came from a lot if gym and hardwork. His looks were pretty basic but when he smiled she saw that he had kind eyes.

"Ahh Steve called me last night to tell me you were coming, come on in." He said giving her room to enter.

"Hi, I'm Fiona" a little girl tugged at Lenora's skirt and she recognized the voice from the intercom.

"Hi, how are you?" She asked.

"I'm fine thank you." She girl gave her a toothless smile and took of running with her two sisters to go cause mischief some where else.

"You have lovely children." Lenora smiled at Tony as he walked in from shutting the door.

"Thank you, they are quite a handful though." He replied.

"Triplets?" She asked.

"Oh no... my wife got pregnant and gave birth to them in three years." He said.

Lenora eyes widened. Tony nodded "By the third pregnancy she had me in a hospital and getting a vasectomy." He laughed as he led her into the sitting room.

The house felt so warm and homey it made Lenora a little sad, although a bit messy it felt happy. She never had that, for an only child whose parents are acute perfectionists she didn't have the liberty to make messes or even... play.

He gestured for her to sit and she did, taking out a note pad and her recorder she started the interview.

"Wait before we start, what I'm about to tell you is my own opinion. I don't speak for the agency." Tony said.

"Well, that's okay." Lenora smiled. "How long have you known Jessie Marin?" She asked.

"Nine years now, I met her when she was Sixteen." He said.

"And how did you come to be her manager?" Lenore asked.

Tony smiled at the memory.

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"How the hell are you not tired?" A red head fell to the floor panting.

"You guys forget, I'm not training to be a popstar, I'm into acting." Jessie laughed. "Hey get up, I'm not going to let you quit. Besides you deserve this, I told you not to indulge in the icecream yesterday."

"I hate this, I hate you." The red frowned, getting up and jogging away.

Jessie stood for a minute watching her friend run away, smiling she started again.

"What do you mean Eve is quitting?" Some girls discussed in front of her.

"She said something about not being able to do it anymore." Another one said.

"Hmmm... well that's too bad I guess."

"I think it's a good thing, if she quits I won't have to work so hard anymore." The first one shrugged.

Jessie stopped running and walked off the track. Panting she looked around for the little quitter. She searched everywhere but she couldn't find her, until she heard crying under the bleachers. Walking under to find Eve, curled up and balling her eyes out.

Jessie sighed and took out her phone, snapping a picture of the crying girl. Eve looked up when she heard the click.

"What the hell are you doing?" She asked.

"I'm taking a picture so I can show your fans how ugly their idol is." Jessie laughed.

Eve pouted "Which fans? Didn't you already hear? I'm quitting, I'm done."

"Really, wow that's too bad then. I guess I'll show my fans, that might not sound threatening but trust me the entire country is going to worship me someday. It could ruin your image." She said walking over to sit on the grass.

"I thought you didn't care for fans or admiration?" Eve snorted.

"Hmm... I don't all I want to do is act" She shrugged. "And all you want to do is sing."

"Well not anymore, I can't do this." Eve shok her head.

"I understand, it's hard. And I can't say I totally get your pain, you singers can't even drink water to keep your weight down. Oh it horrible" she shivered.

"I know right, all I want to do is sing. Why do they have to make everything so hard." Eve agreed.

"So then, sing." Jessie suggested.

"Are you joking? How long have I tried to lose weight? It in my nature I'm fat! I can't keep starving myself!" Eve yelled.

"When did I say anything about losing weight? And besides you're not fat. I love you figure you have everything a woman should have. Boobs, a very nice rack and look at that waist." Jessie poked her friends side. "I'll probably have to get work done on myself later on."

"Oh please, you're saying that because you don't have massive thighs." Eve pouted.

"Look talent isn't restricted to slim hot girls. If it were that way how do you have the best voice I've ever heard?" Jessie asked. "Look all those malnourished girls out there are feeling relieved that your quitting because they all know, everyone knows" Jessie continued.

"But how can I sing without an agency, I love singing so much that I want to make a name through that." She said.

"And what's stopping you?" Jessie asked and Eve looked at her like she was crazy. "Go to a mall, without a microphone or any instrument, stand in the middle and sing you heart out. Then use an instrument and a mic in the middle of the road the very next day. I know you have the pipes for it. Instead of training your body, train you voice."

"So you mean busking?" Eve said.

"No, I mean exposure. Sure enough the agency can get us where we want to be much faster, but you can do it yourself. Eve with a voice as extraordinary as yours, even angels would come down to listen to you sing. Show everyone that talent isn't restricted and you will be the greatest singer this country, this world has ever seen. Even though you sometimes are the biggest girl in the room." Jessie said.

"So I should quit the agency?" Eve asked.

"Sure if that's what you want, but don't ever quit singing. Everyone thinks doing well here means you'll do well in the real world." Jessie said. "But for you, with the voice you've got you're good."

Eve smiled a bit. "you're a big fraud Jessie, do you know that?"

Jessie frowned "what do you mean?"

"You act really mean, but you actually have a heart." Eve laughed.

Jessie snorted. "It's called tactic, I can't act nice. Those bitches are going to try to either make friends or try to bully me. I'm here for one reason to cultivate my talent and be awesome after I leave. Most of the trainees here are rich spoilt brats, I can't be identified with such people when I'm famous."

"What if you never debut?" Eve asked. "I mean you started pretty late."

"Are you Kidding me? All I want to do is act, I can't do anything else, I know because I've tried." She pouted. "I'll debut and I'll be good. I know, plus I'm pretty."

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"I was on the bleachers all through that, I was the wicked trainer that was pushing Eve so much" Tony sighed.

"By chance do you mean the international sensation Eve Montgomery?" Lenora asked.

Tony nodded. "Jessie did that. How can they say someone like her can kill a person?"

Lenora walked out of Tony house more convinced of the abnormality of the case. And surprisingly more convinced of Jessie Marin's innocence.

Now all she needed was to interview people that were close to Jessie, and figure out the exact evidence they had against her. This wouldn't be a problem if Jamie would just stop being stubborn and join her. She sighed, walking to her jeep she got in and drove away.