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pockets. “Yeah, I
worked the last two tours. I’m assuming you found out that prize was not a done
deal like you thought?”
    “Exactly! How did you know that?”
    “You’re not the first one they did it to. I heard
they paid the last one about a quarter of a million dollars not to go to the press
about it. The first guy, he just kind of faded into the sunset. It was sad.”
    “Bastards!”
    “Wow!” the little guy said. “I had no idea.”
    “No one does. Everyone thinks this fucking show is
changing lives. It’s just making people like Jake richer,” I said.
    “That sucks, man,” the smaller guy said. He looked
at his partner then and said, “I’m gonna take him
around to the back street in the car.”
    The big guy nodded at him and then turned to me and
put out his meaty palm. I shook it and he said, “Good luck, Tristan. You’re a
talented guy. You deserve good things.”
    “Thanks, I appreciate that,” I told him. I followed
the smaller guy to their security car and he drove me one street over. There
was no crowd there and I was able to catch a cab right away. It was good to be
reminded that there were still some people in the world who gave a shit.
    On the way to the airport, I started thinking about
Elly again. I finally had to shove those thoughts down and replace them with
something else. I was trying to stay pissed at her because as soon as I stopped
being pissed, it was going to feel like pain. I hated that shit. Instead, I
thought about that other producer. I was glad I hadn’t given Jake any of my
songs because now I could use them for this record deal.

 
    CHAPTER
NINE
    ELLY
    I went to find Jake first. I found Tony packing up
the office instead. “I need to find Jake,” I told him.
    “He’s already on a plane, Elly. He had to go back to
L.A. He’ll meet up with us again in Florida.”
    “That won’t work for me. I guess I’ll have to let
you know, Tony. I quit.”
    “Excuse me? You can’t just walk out in the middle of
the tour.”
    “Yes, I can.”
    Tony puffed out his flabby little chest and said,
“You could be sued for breach of contract for that.”
    I smiled. I was really sick of getting pushed around
and Tony had just pushed my last button. “You tell your hero Jake that if it
even crosses his mind to sue me or tries to be detrimental to my career in any
way, I go to every major magazine and newspaper in L.A. and tell them about his practices with the young interns on
the tour. I’m sure they’ll eat it up. I’m sure I can get a lot of the other
girls to come forward…and I’m sure his wife will love to hear it.”
    Tony looked like he couldn’t think of what to say to
that. I was glad. He was a little prick and I didn’t care to hear what he had
to say anyways. I walked out while he was still gaping. I headed for his bus
and ran into one of the back lot security guys on my way.
    “Hi, Elly! How are you this evening?”
    I smiled at him. He was a nice guy. He’s the one
that dragged Brooke out of Tristan’s bus and got the security tapes so he could
prove to me what happened. I appreciated that a lot. “My night has kind of
sucked a little, but it’s going to get better, I’m sure. I’m on my way to see
Tristan.” I could tell by the way his expression changed that he wasn’t looking
forward to being the one to tell me what came next.
    “Elly, he’s gone.”
    “Gone?”
    “My partner just took him to catch a cab to the
airport. Here he comes now.” I looked in the direction he was looking. The
security car was approaching us. Tristan wasn’t inside.
    “Damn! How far is the airport?”
    “I think we’re about a half hour away.”
    The smaller guy got out of the car and the big one
said, “We have about an hour before we pull out of here. Do you want a ride?”
    “Really?”
    “Yeah, I’m a romantic believe it or not.”
    I laughed and said, “I believe it. Yes, I’d love a
ride, thanks.”
    The two security officers talked for a few