Pʀɪɴᴄᴇss {Prince Rogers Nelson}

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 43: ᴅᴀʏ 6

ᴀᴘʀɪʟ 6
9:00 ᴀ.ᴍ.

The thumb drive. It rested on top of my laptop. Janet's words kept replaying inside my head. She knows about the thumb drive. I've had it all this time & only read it twice. Michael wrote these files about Prince, Janet claims. The files I've read so far doesn't even add up to Prince. It doesn't even sound like something Prince would do. Or am I over-reading something? I looked over to the bag of tapes. I have yet to watch them. I didn't even bother to touch the envelope full of photos either. I'll look those over with Mayte. These tapes should tell me something. The thumb drive should tell me something. This investigation won't solve itself. This curiosity of mines won't go away either. I need to read these files & watch these tapes. I got off the red velvet bed & walked towards the door. I crack it opened to a silent hallway. It's currently morning & nobody has came upstairs to bother me. I have plenty of time.

As I looked around Prince's bedroom, I don't see a TV or a VCR player. I need to find a room with a TV & a VCR player. I grabbed my laptop & the bag of tapes. I opened the door & stuck my head out. It's awfully quiet. I tip-toed down the hallway. I didn't get a full tour of the big mansion. I know a couple of rooms here & there. I carefully opened the first door, a loud snoring startled me. Okay, that's a bedroom. I opened another door, a storage room. I opened a third one, another loud snore. A second bedroom. I opened the fourth door hoping, praying that there's a TV in it. God answered my prayers! There's a TV! I sighed in relief  & closed the door behind me. Bonus, there's security cameras too.

Ten cameras in different locations of the house. There's even one pointed towards a specific door. I wonder what's behind it. I sat down in the chair & placed my laptop on the desktop. I opened it & plugged my thumb drive in. I pulled up the files & clicked on one. I took a deep breath. If what Janet said is true, then Prince has some explaining to do.

1986, The Glamorous Life

Jewelry, so much jewelry. Diamonds, Pearls, Rubies. Designer clothes from the expensive department stores. He bought nothing but the best for her. Well, for the both of them. He played two different sides with two different women. The endgame didn't turn out so fine. I still can't stop giggling from what I witnessed today. One hour ago, Sheila & a another woman by the name of Apollonia. (The woman who I found out later that drugged me.) They confronted him today at the park. Of course, they were very angry with him. And he just stood there like a idiot. Not acknowledging the fact that they were angry. And not attempting to reason with them. So, dripped in expensive clothes & jewelry, they beat the hell out of him. I have to say, it was a joyful sight to see. But unfortunately, I had to break it up due to the police being called by a bunch of Karen's. He survived the beating.

Apollonia? That's a new name I've heard so far. Is she tied to Michael? Or Prince? I quickly typed the name in my phone. I clicked on another file. This is the second time the name Sheila has been brought up. She's a second main interest besides Vanity.

Summer of 1986, Parade

Who knew a trip to France would turn into a cryptic disaster. He decided it would be fun to spend the summer in Paris. Thinking it would be a great idea, I agreed. We even rented out an apartment that had a very close view of the beautiful ocean. The disaster part comes in when a foe by the name of Tricky pops up. He hung around us half of the summer. He was a handful & I don't like him. He was a drunk, sex fiend, money-hungry bastard. He chased after women like roaches and took their money afterwards. But today something bad happened, Tricky disappeared. And I think he did something to Tricky. Tricky was nowhere to be found. Last time I saw him was yesterday, at the bar. He looked a bit anxious. He was watching his surroundings too much. It was almost like he was being watched. Despite the unlikeness I have of him, I hope he comes back.