The Story

It took Rachel a mere three hours to show up after their phone call. 

That meant she'd used her private jet, which also meant that Trisha was in trouble, a lot of it.

Ryan was the one that ended up opening the door for her. Trisha sunk deeper into the softness of the couch. She needed to find a place to hide and fast.

"Where is Trisha?" Rachel demanded as she lowered her sunglasses and gave Ryan a patented glare. 

"How did you get by security?" Lauren demanded as she took a place behind the actor. "That shouldn't have been possible."

Rachel smirked. "Maybe you should train your security to the know the difference between a real camera feed and a fake one. Or at least let them know that they shouldn't send the entire staff after just one person committing arson."

She didn't wait for them to answer her and pushed through until she spotted Trisha still sinking into the depths of the couch.

"Hi Rach."

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