As Donald Trump and others told the world in 1999, Monique Viele was going somewhere—fast. In the months when her arrival grew imminent, you could see her everywhere. When she got there, it only took about an hour for you to see her to fall back down to Earth. After that, she was almost nowhere to be seen. Then she was finished. Then she turned 18. Was she a flop? A joke? A tragedy? A scam? There was reason to land on all of those conclusions, and more, since Monique had vanished before anyone truly got to know her. As it appeared in two parts in RACQUET MAGAZINE #11 & #12, this is the previously untold story of a teenage tennis player, her manager Donald Trump, and how a whole lot can be made out of very little.