CHAPTER THREE
A thousand bulbs pop and flash, thundering diamonds making a piece of history eternal. Viggo Hayes’s garage door opens, and his pitch black car backs out. The tires roll with predatory grace. The paparazzi drones hover, making room for the car to drive away. From inside, both brothers with bruised, swollen faces stare ahead. The silence is deafening. The silence is safer. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBXqGb1oFRm
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They get on the parkway and travel into deep traffic. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ6Qn39T2SL
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“Great,” Viggo taps the wheel. Kirby checks the speedometer. They’re going 70. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP4aKZLhfK4
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They pass a car that had been ahead of them, a loser who had been texting. Kirby tightens his seatbelt. Has Viggo used a blinker? His brother places his cellphone on a mantle just as it vibrates, pinging a new notification. They see a text from Harold his lawyer: We have a Kirby situation. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8HvWIBwSku
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Viggo and Kirby share a glance, immediately suspicious of each other. They ask the same of each other: What is this Kirby situation? They pass another car. Kirby’s pretty sure this time that Viggo hasn’t used a blinker. What is this irrational fear? 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdspcuTTp7t
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Viggo calls up his lawyer, “What is it?” Kirby could lipread that much. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjV6CLzWdGn
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The lawyer says something startling. Kirby notices how Viggo flushes pink. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv2c4sInfMo
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They brake to a horrid screech, almost hitting a car. As they enter a low-lit tunnel, Viggo puts on his seatbelt and ends the call quietly. Strokes across the screen bring up the news app and several articles. Lo and behold, Kirby Hayes is trending up there with the Taylor bombing.572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxD5cBYBqib
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Photos of last night, when Viggo had brought him a change of clothes at the airport, show Kirby unbuckling his jeans, stripping down to shamrock boxers. He has a hardened Spartan body with a happy trail down his flat stomach while Viggo hands him a highfalutin jacket. Planet Earth and the plane that blew are juxtaposed directly behind them. It looks planned, like a fashion magazine shoot. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYtgFlRjAuV
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“STRIP SHOW SCANDAL.” Yeah right, Kirby thinks, snorting by the next headline. “BROTHERLY LOVE.” Either way, it doesn’t come off as a bad situation. Maybe? They both seem to look good. Kirby smiles, wondering what Chance secretly thinks. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwLsIEEfgGX
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Viggo, on the other hand, shoots him a hateful glare. He turns the volume to the max, shattering the silence with grating rock. Yikes. It unnerves Kirby to look the other way. Once he sees a driver wearing a wooden mask, he frowns. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSjdypHMXvo
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A horrible woeful face looks back at him behind glass, two stained rivers of black that stream down from the eyes. The cars are right next to each other. Viggo doesn’t notice. The Spook decides to wave with a gloved hand. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9hx2idGTgk
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What the hell’s that? Kirby peeks back. That car backs out of sight, slowing down behind a sea of weaving vehicles. Skyden has weirdos too, I guess. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlJRQLos0fG
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Kirby faces straight ahead at the road. He starts to worry. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnEihi8HXH6
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The traffic starts to lessen, so they speed up to 80. The music starts cutting. Viggo’s knuckles go white. When the road makes a curve, the car shifts. They rattle in their seats, leaning left. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8gv2903u7Z
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The speed radar sign flashes and tells them that they’re over limit. Kirby demands him to slow down. He’s ignored. Oh my god. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu9DODCkL0B
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They go 90 and traffic is back. More cars flood as much space as they can, taking their sweet time. Viggo swerves in between two lanes. Kirby starts yelling at the top of his lungs but then stops. It does no good. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ3u4RB3guM
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He realizes with his eyes that Viggo’s already trying. He’s really trying to stop. His feet are already slamming down on the brakes. Nothing. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpbDTS06iuF
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That’s when Kirby palms the window and thinks: We’re going to die. A semi truck with all its weight looms ahead. He begins hyperventilating, wondering what is the safest position to lock into before that smash. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJNzqujH6c0
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His brother slaps the wheel and steers ever so slightly to avoid such a swerve. The car jerks. They hurtle ahead many honking cars, cutting across several lanes, but they make it. Some cars spin to a halt. Oh god, oh god.572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡksLMBxgLUy
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Viggo squeezes at the car key, trying to yank it out. It doesn’t budge, and the gears don’t either. Kirby winces, peeking at the speedometer. They’re going past 100! 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNWw0vfmTfW
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Sirens wail behind them, red and blue thundering diamonds. The police. Three police cars and a helicopter gain on them. They see more police cars parked ahead. Viggo and Kirby share a doomed glance, their faces bruised and beaten. Viggo’s eyes start to lower, downcast and defeated. His brother struggles to say something final, something witty. Kirby’s eyes start to well up. This is it. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPhjlYXMMYg
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But something changes in his brother’s face. Another idea sparks. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB7ZfIZ4PH8
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Viggo tears a net of wires from under the steering wheel. He gives some to Kirby who understands what they must do. More! Viggo fumbles with the wires, rooting through bundles for some taut lines. Together they roar and yank them out, flayed apart. That kills the engine dead. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeGV3ZuM4Yb
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His brother slams at the brakes, but it’s still no good. The police orders him to stop. They don’t. Kirby holds his breath. The black car charges past the razor line with too much momentum. Rip. Pop. The tires are ruined but unstoppable. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhjoiS534SA
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Officers scramble away from the rampage. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCnlnShJ5Ch
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They crash through the parked cars, significantly slowed. But along comes the edge. Beyond that is a long quiet fall to the ground. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJY96rahdcc
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Viggo eyes the emergency brake handle. He grabs it with a trembling hand. For a moment, he looks at Kirby who gives him a nod. Do it. He pulls it. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOIGaXpRat5
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The car flips. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPFXuNJsjf9
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The world tumbles in a savage spiral as Kirby’s head knocks the ceiling and Viggo’s arm shatters through the window. No time to scream. Like a rollercoaster, gravity pulls them in a twist. Hair, face, sneaker. The car flips twice more through the air before scraping along the asphalt, raining sparks. They grind against the road. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡchvXSgbJN2
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Ouch, Kirby thinks numbly before blacking out. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRSdorcmLNP
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It seems like a dream when Viggo is taken away, handcuffed behind his back. He’s alive. He’s shouting that his little brother’s deaf. Have mercy. Fade to black. It seems almost as if Kirby’s body is floating in black water until a dozen hands snatch him back awake. It seems like a nightmare but is real. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbPwjHAeqLH
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He’s on the parkway, lying in an ambulance. My neck… ack. The pain runs bone deep. This is Kirby’s first whiplash but he’s suffered only minor injuries. He recalls the Spook and that sympathetic wave. They were attacked in bright daylight and framed. Attempted manslaughter. What’s going to happen to Viggo? Or me? 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUYVfVVq6ww
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Kirby grips his neck, trying not to move so much. His entire body is so sore, he can’t help but squirm. It isn’t long before an officer gives him a ride to Pegasus Studios. It ends up an uneventful and brief ride, despite the alarms going off in his head. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlZVhOLXwIQ
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They arrive on a large campus where brick buildings and palm trees are lit up on display. They pass gigantic winged horses for statues and the crew on their sets. Unwilling to go any further, the officer drops him off at the curb and leaves. Kirby limps to the dorm alone, looking zombified. Everything about him is roughed up, like he had a fight with the road, and he lost. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLPpYa0FiLn
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The dorm is a weird underground complex but small enough to navigate. It’s so early in the morning so the place seems dead, dreary lights, darkness, and all. He finds his room at the end of the white hall, marked with his name and his title, Pegasus Studios Intern. It’s a narrow room with bare walls, a window, and a double mattress. A prison bunk compared to the oversized bed he had last night. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJtwsHFC76t
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The room does have a zero gravity button. I’d take this over that house any day. I’d at least feel a little freer. But not safer, that thought comes by. Not even a lock on the door. I can’t sleep with one eye open. Tried that once. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYzURv4Tuzm
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He wastes no time starting a hot shower. That’s when he gets to thinking. They were targeted. It’s that sad weirdo, Kirby’s sure of it. Their car got hacked, remotely, on the road. Just like that. He had no time to tell anyone about it. He rubs his temples. Why target us? 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNzH3asVRSQ
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Kirby remembers the car crash all over again. It pains him to remember the way his brother looked wanting to say something, faced with the reality that they’d might soon perish. Viggo has never looked that guilty before. Monstrous but contrite. Like it’s somehow his fault, and he’s had it long coming. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFZtRY9Pk5C
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Kirby gets out of the shower and checks his phone, even though he knows there’s still no reply from Chance Gott. Out of habit. Must be busy, I guess. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyasO71Scsj
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He dries off and checks the news. This time, Kirby Hayes is trending everywhere, especially right after a cop chase turned car wreck was captured on live television. He buries his face into his hands. And I just got here. Mom and Dad are going to freak when they see this. He combs through the cheap branded hoodies and jeans for the best matching pair. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLJxtTA9M1w
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Even worse, medical records are turning up from his past, dredged up from planet Earth. He moans. Someone’s found out about a failed suicide attempt that happened one year ago. Pill overdose. That was a dark time. It becomes hard to swallow and even harder to think straight. Viggo isn’t kidding. The paparazzi really are sharks. The headlines scream echoes in his head: “DANGER TO SOCIETY?” “WHICH HAYES BROTHER DROVE OFF THE ROAD?” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL86RiBd9IW
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Ugh. Kirby does an eyeroll as he puts on his sneakers, savaged from the wreck. His reputation looks ruined already. But if he’s not careful, either one of them can end up demonized. They’re good-ish, for now. Right? 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr6JmMidBvz
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Iris Frisk knocks on his open door for a while, a redhead all dressed in white. He doesn’t hear her, but once he notices, he freezes like a deer in headlights. Viggo’s ex. She may look like Emma Stone, but she moves like Jen Lawrence. She creeps in with a big darling smile, a dry erase board and a marker, taking a seat next to him. He clears his throat to feel better. She’s not even a star but he’s already starstruck. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGT38k0Soti
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She debates on it but shows him a barely legible scribble: I’m Iris. I know your brother. Heard what happened... Are you okay? Is there anything I can do? 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxM4eA3IMQA
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He shakes his head and gives her a small appreciative smile. She’s more shy than she shows to the public. However, Iris doesn’t look satisfied. Her bovine eyes fixate on a spot for a minute before she wipes the board clear. Her small hand scribbles furiously. How are you getting back at him then? 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUanLE8sf4S
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Kirby recoils. He writes: Back at him? Why would I do that? 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHiFOiZCeoL
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It dawns on Iris’s face. “You don’t know…” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvBZZqXGM3g
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She brings out her phone and directs him to a video of Viggo Hayes outside the police station an hour ago, rubbing his unchained wrists. This happened during the shower. An underlying headline shouts: “CHARGES AGAINST HAYES DROPPED.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxKmdYs7L8R
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That’s quick. Harold his lawyer must’ve said some things right. His brother looks banged up, but he’s all right. Viggo’s talked a lot to the press, but Kirby has no idea what he’s said. It’s not captioned, despite it being the law. They’re talking about him but he doesn’t know what they’re saying. This is some hearing bullshit. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPIuG8Jf5ja
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Iris scribbles: He’s blaming it on the car, but since a reporter asked about your … past … and whether if you caused the crash, Viggo’s story changed. He’s not confirming but he’s not denying it either. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjePl8Y9UfX
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That’s why you don’t want me talking to the press. Kirby’s face grows hot. So you can demonize me first and demonize me so good until I’m kicked out of the sky. Iris notices how angrier he becomes. She sighs, pleased with his rage. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4d7jcqgpMJ
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I was thinking, we should do an interview on my show. Let’s show them you’re sober and rehabilitated. Undo the damages that Viggo’s done. Let’s make him go INSANE, yeah? 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpJA5nlNfrW
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Kirby does not hesitate. He nods eagerly and writes: I want respect. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd1C0nX45E2
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‘Yeah,” Iris Frisk says under bated breath. Her smile grows enormously. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc8oHw5zD6F
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And oh they make it look amazing. Because of it, Kirby Hayes trends even higher than the Taylor bombing. He sits across Iris Frisk on her Iris and Bunny show, both grinning and beaming like children on everyone’s mobile, tablet, or laptop. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡikerbc3x4t
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“How are you feeling?” Iris asks out loud. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeYd3jILyqZ
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Kirby shows a cue card to the audience: Like a car wreck! 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3EhdqBQ4OO
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The people laugh, laugh, laugh. All about Kirby Hayes. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqYly8v8LXH
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“Speaking of which Kirby, in your words, the ones that the officers on scene never asked for by the way, what happened exactly?” Iris asks pointedly at the camera, as if to ask those responsible. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Cf3g3ADLv
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Kirby shows them another cue card: My brother? Driving a Lexus? Enough said. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGQdVeLltDS
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Iris giggles, “You don’t seem to have mental issues, like they imply. At all.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUlyf8vZmc6
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Kirby shrugs comically. Next cue card. I had no idea they were saying that. Maybe if I weren’t deaf, they’d talk differently. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1bqaZCT1Lo
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Iris agrees, “Ahem, I mean you were the passenger here.” She turns in her swivel chair and smiles at the camera. “Your thoughts?” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEnH16gYzvt
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They end the show there. Shove it, Viggo. Chills run down Kirby’s back, the really good kind. They hug and perfect a high-five. He blushes, writing her: Thanks. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJm3wp4RIxT
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“Oh nothing to it,” Iris says, urging him not to make a fuss. She writes back: Thank YOU. We should get going. Our first meeting starts in ten minutes. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiA7QDF1m1B
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They regroup with the other interns down the white hall. Kirby notices a blonde French woman bent for her five-year-old daughter, tying her little white shoes. It would have been picturesque except for her tired, frosty face. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOdzGIPVNOB
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“Hey Maddy!” Iris says. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXLbOA9jCot
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“Not now,” Madeline Desjardins snaps. “Iris! Pour me coffee, would you, darling?” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6huUZD45OP
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“Sure thing,” she says and clicks her tongue, her hands firing at the five-year-old like a cowgirl’s. “See you Maddy, see you Ruthie!” Bang! Ruthie shoots back. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY4AN8o977N
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A cute Korean guy with pink spiked hair leaves his room, dressed in a pinstripe suit. He gives a dimpled smile directed at Iris then Kirby and leers from behind his rectangular shades. He initiates a handshake, and Kirby is relieved, glad to take it. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN2E6PIOpug
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“Maverick Clark,” he says and points to his name tag. “I’m a writer like you.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3uQ01B6dn4
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Kirby nods, weaseling out of the prolonged handshake. He writes: Nice to meet you. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhyjZmsk05M
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“Cool, cool, you too bro,” says Maverick. He puts in his pink earphones and tunes out. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Q6qHntrCO
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They travel down the hall until a tall dark skinned woman in a grey business skirt leaves her room. This time, Kirby sees a more familiar face and becomes starstruck once again. She purses her burgundy lips into a sharp smirk. Simone Chaput struts away, leading the pack, with skull painted fingernails and skull earrings. She plays the goth role in several dramas on tv, and she’s nearly brought him to tears often. Her acting’s that good. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf6ObhvYBn6
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He’s always hoped to write her an amazing role in a movie one day but with Simone Chaput… in the same room, Kirby has to stifle his excitement. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtNao58tg7O
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The pack leaves the dorm and travels across campus, a mixed motley of style and talent. The glaring sun rises, filling the atmosphere and pounding each structure with glorious light and shadow. Iris pounces Maverick by surprise and rides his back. They whoop, towering like a two-headed beast. Simone lingers behind when she sees Madeline come jogging with Ruthie and a heavy jangling bag of books and binders. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxkTXYmUISn
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Kirby checks his phone, dwelling on the private number. No reply. Chance has been really flirty, but Kirby hasn’t. He realizes that with growing regret. His eyes should be on the prize, and that’s his career. It’s his brass ring and he has to snatch that before Viggo does. His heart wounds a bit. Ah, whatever. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMSFR5E5dv8
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They approach a bricked building named after Dr. Taylor and slowly enter. Madeline tells her daughter to stay close. Kirby takes the time to view around a rosewood study that’s carpeted like a library or a college classroom. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3cpw3Np31i
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Carved into the walls are sea captains overlooking their ship masts, dealing with krakens and angered stormy gods. His fingers run over them as he gawks up. The white golden dome is both a ceiling and a lavish compass. He and Maverick gawk at each other gawking before they look away, feeling like fools. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmrgb6DjJMx
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Globes of all kinds are posted between classical Victorian street lamps. Simone dances with Ruthie, weaving around the lamps and globes like princesses at a ball. Madeline looks relieved, like she’s been given a break. Kirby looks back as the doors close. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOfgoTvYqgX
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Madeline coaxes Ruthie to reach their seats as the interns look down to the center of the room where the skylight shines the brightest. An old woman with long white grandma hair leans over a large mahogany desk, scrying through scrolls, indexes, and almanacs. She pinches her spectacles and marks her place with a business card as her heavy lidded eyes dart down line by line. For a sleepy, trembly woman, she’s sharply dressed in a vest underneath a blazer with dress pants. She’s hopelessly distracted by the German Shepherd, muttering, “Please stop shedding.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUxBPLFdb23
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The lady notices everyone arriving and brightens, “Hey you!” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhTfHvIzuFE
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“Dr. July Fanfare!” Iris calls her name with pizzazz. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgWANMwIoWf
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Dr. Fanfare whips back her long white hair, using age as part of her charm. But she is still slow to react, as her mind seems somewhere else. She starts gathering her rare books and placing them carefully in glass boxes. “Sorry. Antiquarian habits.”
“Boy or girl?” Iris crouches next to it and checks. “Girl.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2ai0KhmEUc
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“Boy,” corrects Dr. Fanfare. She makes a snip-snip gesture. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe9G1aRnKn7
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“Sorry, boy... What’s his name?” Iris rakes through its thick matted hair. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7qtbc948nS
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“It’s not mine, it’s Taylor’s,” Dr. Fanfare says. “There’s a collar, I believe.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9YBOXGiXNI
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Simone checks it, “Aha, his name is Ishmael.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ78PPG67pOe
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Dr. Fanfare chuckles. “He does love his books about the sea.” She sniffles and shakes her head to stop herself from tearing up. “I mean, Taylor had loved those kind of books. As you can see, he left things behind. His entire life, I suppose.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQK1qbMmPoa
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“Anyhoo,” says Dr. Fanfare, addressing everyone. “Congratulations to Iris Frisk, Kirby Hayes, Simone Chaput, Madeline Desjardins, and Maverick Clark. Welcome to your internship with … Pegasus Studios.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyeRiWwk2ry
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They clap and hoot. Kirby plays along and claps with them. He can figure out their commotion, though he’s surprised a sign language interpreter hasn’t shown up. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrgC7CdWYep
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Madeline’s hand shoots up. “Are you the teacher?” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ434hmU2fMH
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Dr. Fanfare calms them down, “I’m just the assistant. But I can be the best darn cheerleader you’ll ever meet. As to who will be your supervisor, I don’t know who it is, I’m afraid. They’ll be coming by shortly. Until then, icebreaker. You.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOvrQnGazbK
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She points a bony finger to Kirby Hayes as she turns on the projector. They look to the screen glowing on one wall. She reads it out loud for them, “What is your mission?” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz7VQmW5md7
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Kirby takes a second to think about it, but he already knows. He writes on the dry erase board and shows Dr. Fanfare. She quotes, “I want to make Pegasus Studios millions of dollars in revenue.” Scattered laughter. The old lady nods deliriously, struggling to keep her eyes open, “You’re going to be popular with the board, Kirby. Hehehe.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNWJnFRlgtR
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The doors open. “Oh,” says Dr. Fanfare. “Looks like your supervisor’s coming.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWOSeroNY6n
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Everyone looks back and stares. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ436KYO665y
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Viggo Hayes struts down the aisle, passing globes and lamps, and greets them in both spoken English and American Sign Language, “Hello, interns. Let’s get you hired.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡybpdikGAa4
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He stands next to Dr. Fanfare and Ishmael, patting her shoulder, with a perfected face. There is no sign of cuts or bruises. He doesn’t even look like he’s been in a fight or an accident or even a police station. He stands proudly in the limelight, a champ, in his best suit. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhPdT1pmCUd
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Viggo Hayes and Dr. Fanfare stand together as judges, arms crossed, before the five interns. His psycho orange eyes scan them before locking onto little brother Kirby and ex-girlfriend Iris. “Don’t assume that I’ll take it easy on you two.” 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhaCI3rvLDH
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The pair remains unruffled the best they could. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKcJq2jxgr6
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Viggo nods their way with a growing monstrous smile. As if to say that’s right, I’m the gatekeeper. I’m the one who gets the final say of who stays, who goes. Who officially gets in Pegasus Studios, and who never ever will. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEclwyRsB8o
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Kirby deeply sighs. The war rages on. 572Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuPLQfZquds
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