Lady in my life

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Michael pov

I was in the studio recording my next song I wrote for my Thriller album, 'Lady in my life'.

"How was that Quincy?" I asked exiting out of the recording booth.

"It was very sadistic and outstanding, Mike." He complimented as I giggled.

"Thanks for your compliment. Hey, I have to go make a quick phone call to my girls. Be right back." I rushed out to go to the telephone and dial Nina's phone number. I've waited for a call back, but she didn't answer.

'Huh? That's strange and Nina answers my calls whenever I check up on her. What's up?' I thought to myself.

I hang up and scrunch up my face.

"Somethings up and I don't know if the girls are safe. Frank! I have to go!" I went to grab my coat and fedora as Frank ran after to me.

"W- What? Michael, what's going on?" He asked.

"It's friendship business. I'll see you when I get back from a straight answer from the girls." I said as I hurried out of the studio to get in the limousine.

"Mr. Jackson? What are-"

"Bill, I need you to take me to where the girls went to today." I said worried.

"I took them to the art museum, sir." He replied.

"Perfect. Take me there, please. "I begged as we got in the vehicle to drive off to the art museum.

We made a quick stop as I rushed out of the limo to make my way inside. It was rather interesting for the girls to come here. Where on earth are they, though?

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