CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIX – THE AUDITIONS PART TWO

Madison lost track of how many prospective talents had cycled through, her beleaguered senses dulling to the constant onslaught until finally, one voice shattered through the white noise and captured her full awareness. "Jean Pierre LeClair, here to elevate these dreary proceedings with artistry, non?" Her head whipped up so fast she nearly suffered whiplash, eyes widening in shock at the bold, almost brazen figure striding past the line of stragglers with casual elegance. It was him - the mysterious Frenchman from the park and the hotel gardens, looking more refined and effortlessly poised than any street vagrant had a right to. Even Sebastian sat a little straighter, eyeing the interloper with blatant skepticism. Only Martin seemed mildly intrigued as Jean Pierre stood before them with an amused quirk to his sensual lips. Martin looked at Jean Pierre. "You next. Show us what you got." Jean Pierre grinned. He bowed low with a swooping motion. When he stood up straight again, his