I sat uncomfortably in the editing room chair. I just knew my footage was going to be chopped up. Since I was young they sent me on all the puff pieces this time I was supposed to be covering a birthday party for the latest IT girl on the cortex. But what I got was so much more. There was no way Herb my stick up the piku boss was going to let this footage be seen. Sure the tape starts as my assignment was supposed to. “This is Tracey Chow and I’m standing here in a one on one interview with Margie Verona. Tell me Margie at only ten you’re one of the most sought after entertainers in the verse how does that feel?” Margie smiles in her pink satin dress and spouts the usual garbage about how her family and friends keep her grounded. But then she did something unexpected. She pulled the tall muscular blond that was standing with his back to the camera in to the frame. “If you really want to know this is the person who keeps me the most grounded. He’s my bodyguard and he’s also one of my best friends we do everything together.” She then she reached up and took hold of his jaw “Look at this face! And girls he’s single.” He pulled back shaking his head at her in exasperation, “Mei mei we’re going to be late to your party.” She pouted playfully “It’s my party and I’ll be late if I want to.” Truth be told I was seriously thinking of taking her up on her offer. He was young early to mid twenties as I said tall standing over Six feet and he had a lithe muscular build strong handsome features deep brown eyes and obviously good with kids. C’mon a girl has to think ahead. I guess she realized what I was thinking because she grabbed me by the coat and giggled “C’mon Tracey or we really will be late.” The party was on one of the new luxury liners the kind that cost three months of my salary for an economy class ticket. The architecture alone was worth it all glitter and shine it was really the kind of place you dreamed of going. We boarded one of the glass enclosed elevators bound for the ballroom deck. “Have you ever be