|Napping at the keyboard again.|
Here's a spoiler free sample. I'm replacing some names here to keep the character's identities secret for now.
“So how’d she end up here?”
(The p.i.) leaned back against the side of (the cop)’s unmarked detective’s car. “It started the way these things so often do. A wide-eyed girl from the Midwest with dreams of super stardom, Naomi was the local prom queen, homecoming queen, and prettiest girl in her podunk town. Her parents didn’t want her to go, but they didn’t want to stand in the way of her dreams either. Like so many others before her, once she got off the bus here in La-La Land, Naomi found herself just another pretty girl in a sea of beautiful women.”
“I’ve heard this story before,” (the cop) interrupted. “Let me guess, drugs?”
“Yeah. That’s where it started. From what I’ve been able to piece together, she fell in with some unscrupulous producer types, and I use that term loosely, who gave her a little something to loosen her up. You can guess where things went from there.”
“Porn or prostitution?”
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