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Publicity!: Six Scandalous Adventures of Hollywood's Crisis Manager Laurel Quinn Page 2

Nine Hours Later @ Laurel Quinn’s Apartment (6:40pm):

  Laurel walked out of her bedroom wearing grey sweatpants, a baggy pink sweater and her Auburn hair was placed in a messy bun. She had just got home over twenty minutes ago and couldn’t wait to kick off her stiletto shoes and designer dress, just to put on something more comfortable and relaxing.

  She walked over to her kitchen and grabbed a glass of red wine off of the counter. She poured a little into a glass cup and took a small sip, enjoying the bitter sweet taste that was now travelling down her throat.

  Her concentration was cut short when her cellphone began to ring. She placed the glass of wine on the counter and walked over to her living room where her phone laid on her black and red sofa. She grabbed the phone and read the screen where a text message was shown. With a tap on the screen the text opened and on it read, ‘Turn on the news now’.

  Laurel quickly turned on her large plasma television screen that hung on her wall. The screen turned on to the news where the headline: “NYC Based Rapper Lil Holler Gunned Down”.

  She turned up the volume wishing she had brought her glass of wine from the counter with her.

  “That’s right Linda! According to the San New Police, Curtis Lucas who goes by the name Lil Holler was coming out of a meeting with his Record Label when another car pulled up to his Black Mercedes Benz and opened fire. From what I have been told, Lucas was shot twice in his right arm and is listed in stable condition. Now this comes just hours after Curtis released a public statement that his Twitter account was hacked and a manipulated photo surfaced of him burning the American Flag. Investigators have detained a person of interest and there is no word yet if this individual was behind the shooting-“