The neon lights of the Viper Room flickered against the rain-slicked pavement of the Sunset Strip. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of cheap beer and the electric hum of an amplifier pushed to its breaking point.
Lena stood up, the light catching the sharp lines of her blazer. "You're not missing a sound, Mal. You're missing a deadline. We leave for Vegas in three hours, and Jimmy still hasn't found his boots." Download Just What Needed Stage Div Kylie Scott epub
"Just what we needed," Jimmy muttered, finally finding his boots under the drum riser. "A reality check." The neon lights of the Viper Room flickered
Stage Div—the band everyone called the "next big thing" while they were still living out of a rusted Ford Econoline—was mid-soundcheck. "You're not missing a sound, Mal
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.