Mary walked in the kitchen, and she gulped down a scream. Carol Ann, the most famous top model of her times, was quietly sipping some warm tea. In her kitchen!

Everything about Carol was known to Mary: her fashion line, her adventurous life. She had read four times her biography, especially that passage about the trip around the world. And how she went to Iraq, to that set of glamorous photos uniting beauty and devastation in one single photos. She knew how much Carol gained, and how much Carol lost.

Carol’s manager, a neat blonde with glasses, signed something to Carol, than replied. “Hope it’s not a problem if I do the talking. You know, mistress Carol still finds really distressing speaking without being able to hear herself”

Mary gulped down again. Then replied “No… not at all. But why? Why me?”

Carol smile was gentle and pleasant. She nodded, and after a sip with a voice once melodic, but now lacking some of the tones she had before, told Mary “We have a proposition you’d be very silly to refuse..”