I'm in my car, on my way to meet Joshua, my personal assistant. We meet in Bonlieu, in a small café so as not to attract the attention of the paparazzi. For almost 5 years the media has been trying to find out who Joshua Grante works for..
It's funny to see them get confused every day with this story. No one can imagine the one they are looking for is a 19 year old kid..
When I arrive at the cafe I see him, dressed like a clone. I chuckle and shake my head before sitting down with him...
_ Hello boss... hello there.
_ hello ! don't blame me huh but you look like nothing there... and I burst out laughing.
_ It's your fault. If you hadn't wanted to keep your identity a secret, I wouldn't have to pretend to be a wretch.
_ I was 15 when you found me and I was in a foster home..
_ Yes and you are major now and all that is far behind you.
_ But I don't want the public to know who is behind Demon. I don't need that in my life. Right now everything is going well for me and I'm not going to mess it up with paparazzi and all those fans.
_ I see that you don't want to change your mind. Guess I have to tell SECRET-LUXE that you don't want to meet them.. he said with an ugly face.
_ Yes you can imagine... I pass him the file I brought and he doesn't even bother to check.
_ There's a waiting list for...I won't let him finish his sentence.
_ I don't want to take any more work for a moment Joshua.
_ How long ??
_ two or three months... I see in his face that he is going to give me a heart attack
_ Ohhh no you can't do that.. he told me in an angry tone.
_ If I can do it and I will do it. When I started working with you it was to earn enough money to be free from want and in 5 years I had had enough. I can live peacefully for the rest of my life. So if I say I'm going to take a break, I'm going to take it, period.
I get up without ceremony and go to the car. I need a break. I don't pay him to tell me what to do. As I drive I look at the time, I have to go to the pub for my night shift. I wonder how the hotel guy is.