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behave himself. This is a business, and as much as I know people would pay big bucks to see him, those big bucks won’t help Red Dragon if we have to pay that money out to the next person he decided talks too much and deserves a fist to the face.”
    Dao turned to Prodigy’s manager. “Put him on probation. Prove to me he’s changed.”
    “We can always take him somewhere else,” the man huffed.
    Why do they always do this? “You have a contract with Red Dragon and if you breach that I

    wouldn’t hesitate to make you both pay. But aside from that, you could try taking him somewhere else, but don’t kid yourself in thinking someone would pick him up after we release him. Do you want to know why? No other company is going to put up with half the crap we put up with. Now we can sit here arguing about this all day or you can talk to your client.”
    That silenced Prodigy’s manager and Dao turned to see the next person who wanted to get on his bad side. When no one spoke, Dao opened a second folder and pulled out a contract. He sailed it across the table. “Jackson, that contract is for Bai. Have her agent and lawyers read it over and if everything is good, sign it and drop it off to Beth-Ann.”
    With the meeting finally out of the way, Dao walked out to the front and leaned heavily against the counter. He suddenly felt like he had the world on his shoulders. He was extremely tired. His secretary, Beth-Ann, stood and pressed a kiss to his cheek. Over the past few years that she had been there, the two had become friends. He could depend on her to have his back and that was something he didn’t find much in anyone except his best friend, Claude.
    “They still trying to get you to tour Prod?” Beth-Ann handed him a cup of steaming coffee.

    Dao took a sip. “Yah. That kid is a walking disaster. It seems that every time we let him loose, he causes some kind issue. It has gotten to the point where every time the phone rings, I wonder what he did this time and how much it was going to cost me! I mean he has so much potential, but if they keep pushing me on touring him, I’m going to rip up his contract. There’s only so much I can take.”
    The telephone rang and Beth-Ann answered it.
    Dao watched her eyes change from anger to worry.
    She covered the mouthpiece with a hand. “Go into your office and turn on the television. Put it on MTV.”
    Oh no! Prodigy! Dao didn’t argue. He darted into his office, flipped on the television and turned to the channel Beth-Ann had told him. He was just in time to catch a slow motion replay of Prodigy, undoing his pants, turning around and fully mooning the MTV camera and audience. “I’ll kill him,” Dao growled.
    “Dao?” it was Beth-Ann behind him. “Breathe.” “Breathe? We just went through this!”
    “I know but—”
    “See? This is exactly what I was talking about!” Dao was fuming. He banged his fist into the desk angrily. His head began throbbing lightly as rage surged through him. He could not believe it. The

    kid was going to single handily bring down the Red Dragon Label and he would be damned if he allowed that to happen. “Find his contract for me, then get Mark and Prodigy over here, now .”
    He heard Beth-Ann’s feet leave the office and Dao flipped off the television as they were replaying the scene over and over—each time they played it slower and slower. He flopped down into his seat and buried his face in his hands. He loved giving people second chances because he thought some people could change to do better.
    But Prodigy was cut from a different cloth—he had gotten a second chance, a third chance and a fourth chance. The kid had to go there was no way around it. There were so many other singers out there that would kill for a chance to have Dao listen to their demo. Everything had come easy for Prodigy, for Dao knew about him through the kid’s father. But there was a time for loyalty and a time for good business sense.
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