The music cut out abruptly. The silence that followed was heavy, filled with the unspoken tension of a band on the verge of either exploding or imploding.
Stage Div—the band everyone called the "next big thing" while they were still living out of a rusted Ford Econoline—was mid-soundcheck. Download Just What Needed Stage Div Kylie Scott epub
In the back of the darkened club, tucked into a vinyl booth that had seen better decades, sat Lena. She wasn’t a groupie. She wasn’t a scout. She was the one thing the band actually needed: a stabilizer. A woman who could navigate a tour schedule as easily as she could navigate the egos of four men who lived for the roar of the crowd. The music cut out abruptly