When Bonnie heard her assistant report that both the lyricist and composer had refused to collaborate, she was momentarily taken aback.
"They didn't say why?" she asked, looking up.
"No. They just said they wouldn't write for the trainees signed under you."
Wouldn't write for her trainees… Bonnie caught the key point immediately.
So, the issue was with her.
Setting down her pen, she thought for half a second, picked up her car keys, and left the office.
Following the provided addresses, she and her assistant visited the homes of the two composers one after another.
The first to answer the door was Owen's wife. "I'm sorry, my husband's not feeling well. He won't be seeing anyone."
At Arkell's home, the response was the same, he was "ill" and refused to meet.
Her assistant glanced at her uncertainly. "Ms. Wesley, what should we do?"
