Chapter 95

After chatting with Wallis, we decided to split up and tackle different fronts. She took on the task of negotiating with Candy, since she had been busting her chops over designing the protagonist’s look. To have her work totally nixed might just be too much for her to swallow on the fly.

As for me, I was on the hunt to connect with the agent of the legendary concept artist. If I could just score a face–to–face with this man, we’d be halfway to victory.

But as a small–time gaming company, were we even a blip on FreeMan’s radar? I was all

nerves.

A day later, thanks to some insider friends, I snagged the contact details for FreeMan’s agent and set up a meeting for the afternoon.

The guy was Morgan, a smooth–talking middle–aged fella in his thirties; the meeting place was at an art studio he ran himself.

He was pretty decent when we met, and didn’t give me the cold shoulder or anything. Just handed me a form and said, “If Ms. March doesn’t mind, please fill out this intention to collaborate form.”

Well, that was a first for me. But hey, FreeMan was a big shot, so a bit of flair was to be expected.

One part of the form was particularly interesting – the original reason for wanting to collaborate.

a bit of a temper; just jot down whatever, Ms. March.”

a test, a hurdle to

mulling it over, I put down my honest–to–goodness reason –

and chuckled, “Ms. March has much more

said earnestly, gripping my wristband, “Our project needs FreeMan, no two ways about it.”

Hogan that

with a head full of worries, and then my phone rang. It was

heard through the grapevine that Director Irwin is looking to replace

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gonna settle

I asked, “Where are they now?”

the beans, “But I didn’t tell her

I floored it to Cecilia’s

step in and play peacemaker, Candy unceremoniously chucked her mug of coffee right at

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