125: Chasing The Way Out
Fenella’s POV
“Do you have her manager's number?” Jessy walked quickly beside me, matching my pace.
“Yes. I sent him a message and asked for a meeting with Mallory,” I replied as we hurried to my red car.
“When did you get his number?”
“At the after-party, he gave me his number and invited me to meet him at the bar in New York.”
“Ah ha! Was he handsome?” Jessy’s face lit up, and I snorted.
“That’s not important.”
We both quickly got into the car. Jessy, at the wheel, started the engine while I opened the navigation app to find directions.
“We need to catch Mallory at her studio. Her manager said they’ll be heading to the airport for an international trip in half an hour. The studio is about a twenty-minute drive, so we have only a little time.”
“Okay, step on it!” He squealed.
Jessy immediately took the road at an alarming speed. Other cars behind us honked loudly, but he didn’t care.
“Whoah!” I exclaimed, gripping my seatbelt tightly.
“I can cut the time down to fifteen minutes!” He l

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