CHAPTER 77

“When you wake up tomorrow there’ll be a phone and credit card in reception waitin’ for you, and you will take it. And, Elena?” I cupped her jaw and forced her eyes upward. They crashed into mine, blazing with annoyance, and I tilted my face toward hers, enjoying the hitch in her breath. “For someone concerned about my manners, you have a serious lack of them. When I talk to you, you fuckin’ look at me. Understand?”

Wordlessly, she stepped back, and I let my hand fall. She nodded once, quickly, and yanked on the door handle. She disappeared inside the room in a split second, leaving me standing in the middle of the hall, staring at the closed white door.

Wondering why the fuck her annoyed gaze was riddled with fear.

The Stadium was in darkness except for the stage. Silence filled the stands, but the first few rows and stage were, again, a different story. Final practices were always fucking crazy, because there was always something that needed changing before tomorrow’s sound check.

Li