Follow Her Home by Emerald O'Brien

Author:Emerald O'Brien [O'Brien, Emerald]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

I lock the doors and try to hide.

Stokes opens a heavy metal door and leads us down a short, damp hallway lit with fluorescent lights like the one at Winburn. The walls here are spray painted all different neon colours. As I examine them, I bump into Royal.

“Sorry,” I say, leaning to the side to see why we’ve stopped up ahead.

Stokes stands in front of a bright doorway. “Hey,” he says, walking in.

As I enter the room with a concrete floor and black walls, someone in a Batman suit and mask stands from one of several chairs lined against the far wall.

“Recognize me?” Jamie asks with a laugh and points to Royal. “Oh-ho, nice costume.” He laughs and meets him at the door.

“Might need to have a showdown after the show,” Royal quips.

“We need to get a picture together tonight!” Jamie tells him and turns to the rest of us. “Looking great, guys! Lyn, can we talk for a sec?”

I nod and begin to follow him out the door.

“Everything okay?” Stokes asks.

“Oh yeah, no worries.” Jamie turns the corner, his cape flowing behind him, and stops, lowering his voice. “I wanted to see if you had a chance to think about what I said the other night?” I stare at him blankly. “About representation.”

“Oh, no. I honestly haven’t.”

“I know it’s fun to be part of a band, but I see you as a solo artist. I think you write some great songs, and with the help of a friend of mine in Nashville, I think you could really take them to the next level. Would you want to sing your own songs?”

I nod. “Yeah, I always have.”

He shrugs. “Well, consider this my official offer. I’d like to set you up down there.”

“Like you did with Pascha?”

He cocks his head to the side and nods. “Yeah, but you’re different. I set Pascha up, and my friend took my word for how talented she is, but she went rogue.” He shakes his head. “She left earlier than she was supposed to. I had to ask my contact to reschedule her recording time and everything. She should have been there yesterday, but she’s late. I’m waiting to hear from him tonight.” He licks his lips and leans his shoulder against the concrete wall. “Pascha’s kind of a wildcard, and my word is all I have, so this doesn’t look good on me. I don’t know you well, Lyn, but I don’t think you’re like that. I think you take this seriously, and you’re a professional, like your father was.” He rests his hands on his hips. “You think it over, okay?”

I nod and he steps aside, leaning into the room. “Hey, Cline, can we talk for a sec?”

Cline nods, and I pass him on his way out. I can make out the words of their muffled voices as I rest my bag on a chair by the door.

“… about Pascha today,” Jamie says, resting his hand on Cline’s back. “I still haven’t heard back.

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