The Bare Necessities by John David

Author:John David
Language: eng
Format: mobi

Chapter XV

“Hello?” Claire answered her phone after checking the number and looked across at Paige and Jack, with a raised eyebrow. “What can we do for you, Andre? It's two in the morning.”

“I would like to be your agent,” the man told her, and Claire put her smartphone on loudspeaker.

“Pardon?” Claire asked.

“I want to be your agent,” he slurred, and she heard him shuffle. “I know we were demanding and unfair, but I do love your music.” Claire looked at Paige who slowly shook her head. “And I know you're still unsigned, so please, let me work with you.”

“We aren't too convinced,” Claire announced. “And it's 2am. What the hell is going on?”

“OK. I'll be honest. If we don't get your signature, then I'm finished. My uncle and me. We've been around for decades, but we've lost some key clients, and we've had a bit of a … er … well a bit of a setback with some new artists. And bank need us to have new clients. And so we seriously need your business, and I really liked you.”

Claire hummed, but Paige sat up and looked at the phone. “Us signing with you should be good for, like, both of us. Not just to stop you going bankrupt!”

“Is that Paige?” Andre asked. “I know I said some things, but I think you guys are going to be huge.”

“Thanks to Claire,” Paige reminded him. “I don't think we need an agent. Claire's got it all sorted. But we do need some sleep, so good night.”

“I … I … look I've got some favours to call in. It honestly would be last roll of the dice for my uncle and me. And we'd throw everything at you.” Paige gulped. “I'm begging. Please. At least meet with me and hear me out. I really would work extremely hard for you. It’d be you and just you.”

Claire stared at Paige and Jack. Paige rubbed her eyes and swore. “Why now? Why … I don't get it.”

“Can we call you back?” Claire asked.

“Yeah, like when the Sun thing is in the sky and not the fucking moon.”

They heard a sniff from the end of the telephone and a grunt. “Yeah OK.”

There was silence as Claire pushed the “red” button on her smartphone. “He's got a bloody cheek,” Jack proclaimed angrily as Claire's phone went dark and the only light source in the tent disappeared. “A real cheek. To say that and to ring us.”

Claire sighed and rubbed the back of her hair. “You know, I think Paige could do with an agent.”

“But he's … he's pub football in the park not Premier League. He's amateur hour. But it's up to Paige.”

“Excellent. Then I say, let's go to sleep.”

“Paige,” Claire moaned.

“So it's not up to me?” Paige replied and looked behind her. “The agent thing is up to all of us. I don't know. I am not sure if I want an agent at all, but if I am going to have one then he's less … bossy … than the other ones.

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