"Everything seems very quiet now Ben isn't filming us any more." Sylva
stretched out on her sun lounger, closing her eyes lazily against the
hot California sunlight. "I don't know, I think I even kinda miss it."
"You just miss the attention." Nancy snorted, rolling onto her front
and reaching for her manuscript book, skimming over the score with her
usual critical gaze.
"How long will it be before it airs, anyone know?" Topaz wondered.
"Someone's desperate to see her slippers on television!" She teased.
"That's me." She agreed good-humouredly. "Seriously, though...do we
"Mom hasn't mentioned to me. She and Aunt Phyl will get a copy of the
tape when it's cut and edited." Nancy glanced up from a particularly tricky
sequence, sucking on the end of her pencil as she considered how best to
harmonise it. "If you're thinking of Cynthia, though, I'm sure Ben will keep
his word. He's a nice enough guy, Dean was right about that."
"Yes, he was." Copper agreed.
"Rather too nice for me." At that moment they were joined by the hologram
herself, fresh and groomed as ever despite the spring heat. "However,
I believe I have formed another friendship. He called by Misfit Music this
afternoon and asked me if I'd like to hang out with him at the movie theatre
"Hang out?" Sylva raised an eyebrow. "Cynthia, this sounds suspiciously
like a date!"
"No, it's not a date." Cynthia assured her, dropping down into a deckchair
and making sure her watch - home of her remote projector - was protected
from the direct glare of the sun. "I made it clear to him that I am not
able to form that kind of relationship, it would require too much meddling
with my circuitry and I really don't wish to complicate my life. He understood
completely." She smiled. "I am going to the multiplex tonight, however.
The film looks to be a good one."
"Well, noone can say you don't enjoy life." She teased. Cynthia shrugged.
"I try." She said simply. "After all, who knows what the future might
"Philosophical." Nancy observed. Cynthia smiled.
"Yes." She agreed, but there was a preoccupied look in her violet eyes.
"Something up, Cynnie?" Topaz asked. Cynthia sighed.
"Not really." She responded. "I just fear I have done something rather
unwise and rash...something which might rebound on you in a bad manner if
we're not careful."
"You, do something rash? Heaven forbid." Nancy rolled her eyes dryly.
"What did you do?"
"I had an altercation with Stefana." Cynthia admitted. "The other night.
She was the intruder."
"She was?" Copper stared. "But..."
"She knows about me." Cynthia glanced at her hands. "I frightened her
with threats of violence and made her promise not to tell anyone about
me, but still, I am fearful. She is a slippery creature and a girl of little
moral good. She hates me, also. I am worried about what it might bring."
"Well, Stefana is a bitch but noone would believe her if she started
going on about you not being human." Sylva said with a shrug. "Don't sweat
it, Cyn. It'll be fine and it'll die down. Stefana is a weirdo anyway."
"A weirdo who bears grudges." Topaz pointed out. "She seems to think
that I'm the devil even now after I slept with Luca two whole damn months
ago and have barely spoken to him since."
"True." Sylva acknowledged. "But I wouldn't fret about it. Stefana hasn't
got the guts to take us all on."
"Another busy day."
Aaron Pelligrini pushed the last of the heavy stage equipment into
the back of the van, shutting the door firmly and letting out a sigh of
relief. "Man, I need a weekend! Jewel have been so damn busy, and that's
not the half of it!"
At twenty one years old, Aaron was one of Misfit Music's many employees,
having taken on the role of road manager to the band his sister Nancy
and longtime girlfriend Copper played in; Jewel. He was fond of his work
and was a great favourite with all the girls, but recently there had been
a major publicity blitz and he was feeling the strain. His usual ally,
Cynthia, had the day off, so he had found himself hard at work alone.
"You look exhausted." A voice came from behind him and he turned, casting
the speaker a smile. Stefana Ranieri was the lead guitarist of Jewel's
rival band Diablo, but in general feeling between both groups was fairly
good. In fact, had Aaron but known it, it was only Stefana who bore Jewel
any hostilities. A girl of dangerous temperament and wicked temper, she
was prone to outbursts of rage made worse by her dependancy on amphetamines,
and she had a tendency to be possessive, especially where her elder brother
Luca was concerned.
It was something of a contradiction, therefore, that her attitude to
Aaron had never been anything but friendly. The truth was of course, that
Stefana's subconscious harboured a festering crush on Jewel's amiable,
attractive road manager, and, though Aaron viewed their friendship entirely
as platonic, he had no idea of his friend's dark side.
"I am." He said now. "It's been a heavy week."
"Looks like it." Stefana observed. "Where's Cynthia? She abandon you?"
"No...boss called her in." Aaron looked rueful. "When Aunt Phyllis
yells you don't say no."
"Hm." Stefana shrugged. "Well, you done now? I...kinda wanted your
help on something. I mean, you know about computers, right?"
"Sure, a little." Aaron nodded. "And I'm more or less done, yes. What's
"Can we go get a drink and talk? You look like you need a rest." Stefana
offered him a small smile which he returned, not realising that in Stefana's
perception of things that was close as could be to blind adoration.
"Sure, I s'pose there's no harm in that." He agreed warmly.
"I didn't know you were interested in computers." Once they were
in the warmth of a local coffee shop, Aaron cast her a curious look. Stefana
glanced down, idly examining her nail paint.
"I never used to be." She admitted. "But recently I began to learn
a little about them. We...got a new computer, well, Clay did, and I've
been playing on it a little, getting a feel for it. But sometimes it's
just the oddest thing - it shuts down on itself and restarts or it closes
down the program I'm using for no apparent reason. Why does it do that?"
"Computers have minds of their own, that's why." Aaron rolled his eyes.
"You could try getting a virus scanner, though. They'd protect against any
bug getting into the system."
"I feel like I'm so dumb, I don't know anything." Stefana eyed him
from beneath lowered lashes. What had begun as a conscious attempt to glean
information had turned into an opportunity for her subconscious heart to
admire his good looks and easy charm. "But I never learnt at school."
"You're from Connecticut, isn't that right?" Aaron took a sip of his
coffee. Stefana looked startled.
"What's it like?"
"Gee, dunno." Stefana shrugged, rather bewildered by his interest.
"I mean, it's different from Cali, of course. But...noone ever asked me
to describe it before, I'm a bit lost for how to begin."
"Were you happy there?" Aaron wondered. A shadow crossed Stefana's
pretty face and for an instant her true emotions showed in her green eyes.
Then she seemed to get a grip, and she shook her head.
"Not really." She admitted. "I like California better. Connecticut
hasn't much to hold me."
"No family?" Aaron was interested. Stefana frowned.
"Mother." She replied shortly. "My father died, my Mom kicked me out
"Kicked you out?" Aaron almost choked on his drink. "Why? Because you
wanted to be a musician?"
"No, because she couldn't control me and make me do things her way."
Now Stefana frowned. "I dropped out of school and she didn't forgive me."
"You don't strike me as the type to drop out." Aaron observed. "I wouldve
pegged you as being pretty determined."
"I hated school." Stefana said shortly, suddenly realising how much
she was revealing and quickly closing up. "I was damn glad to get out of
it, if you wanna know. And I hate my mother. I wish she would die."
"You don't mean that, surely?" Aaron looked shocked, and somehow Stefana
realised she'd crossed the line. She shrugged.
"She thinks the same way about me." She said flippantly. "It's not
a big deal."
"It's sad that you don't have family. My Mom, Dad and Nancy, they mean
the world to me."
"I have Luca." Stefana met his gaze with a smile. Aaron grinned.
"True." He acknowledged. "You close?"
"Of course we are." Stefana said firmly. "We always have been."
"Nancy and I too." Aaron admitted. Stefana smiled.
"We have something in common then, in a way." She said softly. She
drained the remains of her coffee. "This isn't teaching me how to use
a computer, though. Aaron, I know you're busy, but...well, we're friends,
"Sure. There's no bad feeling between Jewel and Diablo far as I'm concerned."
"Well, would you come and give me a couple of lessons sometime, when
you're free?" Stefana turned on the charm. "That is, if...if Copper doesn't
"Copper isn't the jealous type." Aaron told her with a grin. "And sure,
if you'd like me to. I'm free now, if you want me."
"Why not?" A hint of devilish Stefana sparked into the green eyes at
these ambiguous words. "Thanks, Aaron. You're a gem."
Chapter One: Machinations
Chapter Two: Minx's Contact
Chapter Three: A Spy At Work
Chapter Four: A Bizarre Alliance
Chapter Five: Threat For Cynthia
Chapter Six: A Trap Is Set
Chapter Seven: An Unusual Morning
Chapter Eight: Investigation
Chapter Nine: Cynthia Breaks Down
Chapter Ten: Topaz's Plan
Chapter Eleven: Crisis Point
Chapter Twelve: Nancy Remembers
Chapter Thirteen: The End
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