As Michael walked out the front to his palatial estate, Tyrone, the local paperboy in the neighborhood, handed him his weekly paper, "L.A.Times", which Michael subscribes to on a semi-annual basis, always paid his bill on time, and that was why Tyrone considered Michael his favori customer. "Hi, Mr. Jackson," he replied, "Hey, Tyrone, How are you," Michael replied, "Oh, I'm doing all right, my just got a promotion on his, and he's thinking buy a new house for us," a dit Tyrone, "Oh, that's good", Michael replied, "I'll talk to toi tomorrow, I got get to a meeting at production company, have nice day," a dit Michael, "Same here," replied Tyrone. With the click of the button, the garage opened, and Michael hit switch unlock switch to his SUV; in addition, to getting in to 2013 Escalade. While in the SUV, Michael the rearview mirror, and put on his seatbelt, alongside looking at his GPS system, which he had installed shorty after he purchased the Escalade back in 2012.

Michael backed out of the driveway, and headed for the freeway in order to get the meeting on time. As he turned on the radio in order to get the weather report, Michael drove the normal with caution, the weather for that jour was 79-80 degrees with plenty of sunshine. "Deja Vu" was playing on the radio while was driving along Sunset Boulevard en route to the freeway before getting caught in the morning with other drivers on their way to work. His cell phone rang, and Michael answered through his earpiece, "Hello," he replied, "Yo, Mike, this Quantrell, and everything is going according planned, he replied, "Good, a dit Michael, "I should be there within a couple of minutes," he replied, "Okay, is there anything toi want me do," asked Quantrell, "No, don't do anything 'til I get there," Michael and he turned off his earpiece. There was one bright to Michael's budding relationship with Maris, and he was going to make her his wife, but it was just a matter of time.

Not only was this meeting very important, Michael was trying to figure out who was going to run his successful multi-million production company while he was on his romantic excursion with Maris in Paris for the suivant three weeks. While driving on the freeway, was not to far from the office, and he was still feeling the discomfort of the scratches on his back, he rubbed up against the interior of the siège trying to soothe the itch, but it was still painful as it burned intensely.