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“Giles Marchand,” Fiona said. “He’s one of our top directors. He did the original Nympho Cheerleader Zombies. He kind of discovered Melissa. He’s been known to push hard for girls he likes. Last year he got a girl cast on Nasty Maids Make a Mess who turned out to be undocumented. He helped her get papers to suggest otherwise. But she was an idiot and started bragging about how her ‘precious Giles’ made her an American. Another girl who wanted her role turned her in. I wouldn’t be stunned if he did something similar for Mel…Michaela.”
“Can you please ask him to come here so we can talk?” Jessie asked.
“He’s actually at home,” Fiona said. “We wrapped early today and he’s reviewing footage in the edit bay he has set up at his place.”
“I’ll go there then,” Jessie said brusquely. “I need his contact info.”
As Fiona looked it up, Lenny sat down on the worn, discolored loveseat in the corner of the office.
“I can’t believe Missy’s dead,” he said foggily. “I had big plans for her. She was going to be the tent pole character for the Candy Wants Candy series. The second one is coming out next month. I guess now we’ll just have to hype it as the last great performance of a talent cut down too soon.”
Jessie was amazed and horrified at how quickly Lenny seemed to transition into thinking of how to monetize the death of one of his actresses. She felt anger bubble up in her chest and forced herself to gulp it back down before she spoke. She waited until Fiona handed her Giles’s info before responding.
“You should know I’m having you shut down,” she said to Lenny coldly. “Whether you were aware of it or not, you employed an underage girl in multiple porn films. That’s not going to fly. So I wouldn’t go making any elaborate marketing plans for her movies anytime soon. I have a feeling the FBI might take issue with that.”
“But we’ll lose hundreds of thousands of…”
But before Lenny could continue, Fiona shushed him. She seemed to sense that protesting would only make things worse.
“Thanks for bringing this to our attention,” she said through gritted teeth. “We’ll do everything we can on our end to help.”
Jessie gave her a perfunctory nod and walked out, happy to let mother and son hash out the fallout without her.
