And I'd told her everything, since the beginning, how we met. James Bartholomew being white mask. And about Rue, Michael's baby.
Janet looked like she'd just seen a ghost.
"So, you think it was James who called Michael this morning?" Janet asked me, and I watched the cogs turn in her head.
"Yeah." I nodded. "He must have told him to do something serious, Janet. He sounded so scared, I've never heard him that terrified."
Janet's heaving chest slowed. "Okay, we just need to find him."
My phone buzzed in my back before I could walk to her car with her.
I read a text from someone "unknown", but I knew who it was.
Don't say I never helped you,
Brooklyn Apartments, room 124 - JB
"Janet." I called happily, rushing over to her car and getting into the passengers seat. "I think I know where he is."
YOU ARE READING
tabloid junkie (Michael Jackson)
Hayran KurguDiana Cartwright helped Michael Jackson escape his world of fame, unaware that he is being harassed by a man in a mask. Sticking with him she is thrust in a world of pain, lies and romance.
