Chapter 24 - City Chat with Giselle - Part 1
Nancy came under increasing pressure from the upper management of Emerald Empire to make arrangements for her favorite presenter to be interviewed. One of the national news networks was filming a series about recent changes in the international art market and would include a segment on the company. It was an opportunity for publicity that would be foolish to pass up.
Nancy did not think having Eveline speaking on television would be a good idea, but her supervisors overruled her. Fortunately Nancy's employee had moved away from being the nervous, shy high school student that had entered her office just a few months before. Eveline agreed to do the interview.
"I'm gonna need talking points from the public relations department, and a specific list of things you wouldn't want me to say in public. Don't assume I'm gonna just know what to say and what not to say. You're gonna have to tell me so I don't mess up. I also want the public relations department to get me talking points from the West African Confederation's embassy. Same thing with them as with the company. I want to know, in writing, what the WAC doesn't want me to say."
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Eveline drafted Lance to help her get ready for the interview. She ordered him to research how the news outlet interviewed models, especially ones that had been connected to political or business scandals. She also instructed him to find previous interviews with officials from the West African Confederation. When she told Lance about the likelihood Comandante Foxtrot was getting ready to set up a state religion, he responded:
"This is your chance. You can nail that crazy bastard dictator to the wall! You can... "
"Nail 'that crazy bastard dictator to the wall'? What are you talking about?"
"If he's buying all that stuff so he can set up his fake religion, you can get the information out there; warn people what he's up to... "
"Uh, no... I'm not gonna warn anybody about anything."
"But I thought that was why they were interviewing you."
"No, they're interviewing me because they want a fluff piece on the antique market and they want to put a naked blond girl in front of their cameras."
"Then make it something more than that! Don't you want to let everyone know what's really going on over there?"
"No, I don't. Let the diplomats handle that. And if you think I'd do anything, anything at all, that'd risk pissing-off Comandante Foxtrot, you'd better think again!"
"Yeah! 'Let the diplomats handle that!' Like that's gonna happen! That's the problem! No one wants to piss-off Comandante Foxtrot! So, he keeps doing all that shit! That's... "
"Lance! Lance! You listen to me! I've been right next to him a couple of times! He's had his arm around me! He's talked to me and I've looked him in the eyes! That dude is fucking scary! There is something about him, I can't explain it, but there's something about him... and that's how he got to where he is today! Maybe somebody can stop him, I wouldn't know! But it's not gonna be me!"
"But... "
"Stop! Stop! Let's have a reality check! I'm an 18-year-old nude model who's living with my teacher! My mom's in jail and I've got a meth-head brother who blew up our house! That's my fucking reality! Your reality is, if you love me, you're gonna do what you can to help me! I don't need you pushing a bunch of 'save the world' bullshit and trying to convince me I need to risk my life, and the lives of everyone at Emerald Empire, 'for the good of humanity'! I don't need that shit! I don't fucking need it! What I need is for you to support me! Do you get it? Do you understand?"
Lance was shocked and terrified by how quickly and how harshly his girlfriend came down on him. She was showing the dark side of herself: angry, cold, and hardened by the realities of life. He had not realized that dark side was part of her.
"Yeah. I... I... understand."