Chapter 7
The band is on a TV show again, not live this time, and it’s not Donnie’s first time being recorded since he joined Black Lace, but he’s still nervous. It still feels new, even though he’s been performing with the band for almost eight months.
When the door to his dressing room opens, Donnie assumes it’s the makeup girl coming back to make sure he’s perfect for the show, like she said she would. But a man comes into the room, leaving the door a jar.
“Hi, I’m James. I’m here to interview you.” The guy smiles, and he reminds Donnie of a shark. He’s an ordinary enough looking guy, tall, blond, not bad looking, but something about James seems off.
“No one told me I was being interviewed,” Donnie says, swiveling the chair he’s in so that he’s facing James and not just looking at h
