The models arrived shortly dressed elegantly, they were all given a seat in the lobby and served a coffee. Sitting in my office, Addison informed me that the models had arrived, I got up from the seat, straightened myself, and stepped down to the lobby. Although they seemed polite it’s obvious they were unhappy to work with a newbie store. However, I understand their plight, it will be hard for an already known and successful model to work with an upcoming brand that is only recognized in one city. I can promise them that it’s just a matter of time and I would get to the level where all models would like to work with me happily. I looked at Addison and nodded to her, she sighed and motioned the group of models to the van outside the store.
Addison and I took a cab that drove us to the studio.
“Did you see how lame their store is?” One of the models asserted with disgust as she removed her sunglasses.
“I bet no other company would accept to work with them if not for Mr. Rodney who interceded” another model added. “Well, we still have to listen to Mr. Thompson and act accordingly or be ready to be blacklisted” a guy that was silent and gazing out of the car window said. The first female model to speak huffed and relaxed on her seat.
“This is unacceptable, Mr. Thompson really allowed us to work with her? I can’t believe this is happening. Who does she think she is to get us to work with her unrecognized brand?” The second lady continued to banter as she was annoyed. She felt downgraded working with Rey Grandeur because she was one of the best models in the DX Group. Moments later, the van pulled over in the parking lot of a More studio which is one of the largest studios in Boston. Although the model felt disgusted working with an unknown brand, they were amazed that we could afford this billion-dollar studio where the elite, A-list actors and actresses took their photoshoots. Many of them wondered who my backer was, while some concluded that I must come from a wealthy family. Addison motioned them to the studio where they took turns taking a shoot with the series of outfits I created. I’d say I have hundreds of new brands ready to be introduced to the market sector, “thank you all for the cooperation” Addison asserted with a smile handing each of them an energy drink.
“Miss Audrey you can check the photos in the editorial room” I nodded and followed the manager of the studio to the editorial room where I checked out all the photos and videos of the crew.
“Perfect!” I blurted with satisfaction, Addison said a few words to the models and led them out of the studio.
“You can handle this and the page. Rey Grandeur is looking up to you for success” she nodded happily and moved on with work. I left the studio and went back to my store. It was already late and I was planning on heading back home after getting my things from the store.
“Why is the light still on? Mara and Letitia should’ve left by now” I thought to myself while stepping out of the cab. I handed the driver ten dollars and strode into the store. I was shocked to see three battered men lying on the floor of the lobby. I was about to move towards them when I heard a voice from the speaker, “please spare me! I was paid to burn down the store” a man said, I arched my brow confused.
“Who paid you to do the job?” Another husky voice of a man interrupted the first voice. I glanced around the room eager to find the owner of the voice but I could only see three men lying on the floor. “Please spare us, sir, we’re only working by order, it’s a woman, she is pregnant, five feet tall, and has blonde hair. I had no idea what her name is” he continued to say. I widened my eyes as my mind finally processed what was going on. There was diesel on the floor with three men and a tape, I took out my cell phone and called 911 who arrived shortly. The three men were still unconscious and they were quickly taken to the hospital. Atlas, I followed the detective to the station and gave a few statements while waiting for the intruders to regain consciousness. With the CCTV footage in my store the detective was able to find out that three men were the ones that came to burn down my store but what was more baffling is that no the thugs were just lamenting to no one, there was no trace of any other person in the lobby except for the three thugs, who the are they pleading with? Was the question I kept mumbling. “Is this some mystery or they might have stunned against each other and decided to confess?” I suddenly said, the detective took off his glasses and gazed at me.
“It could be possible, but they can’t beat themselves to a stupor and if you listen to the voice recorder you can easily notice that the three thugs were speaking to someone” he played the recorder again, I nodded in agreement and decided to rewatch the footage once more on a slow motion.
“Stop!” I uttered as I abruptly noticed a black silhouette at the exit of the store. The detective stopped and rewind, I pointed at the screen and showed him the blurred silhouette walking through the exit. We zoomed in on the photo to see his face but it became blurrier as it got close to the screen.
“He must have wanted to keep a low profile after assisting you,” the detective said and relaxed in his seat.