Savage Salvation (Sacred Creed Academy Book 2) by A.J. Logan

Author:A.J. Logan [Logan, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-02-06T16:00:00+00:00

20

Kinsley

Last song. The show has been great. Golden Promenade’s gorgeous ballroom is filled to the brim with guests, all smiling and happily enjoying the music. The deep-red decor, along with the dim lights, provides a perfect backdrop for an early Valentine’s celebration. That part gives me a strong urge to puke at the glorified display of raging hormones brought on by an illusionary shot to the ass from a damn cherub’s arrow. Right now, the only place I’d like the fictitious arrows to aim is my eyes because they won’t stop searching out Gage.

He’s comfortably seated at the table in the far corner. And of course, I have a clear and complete view of him. And even though he’s in the back area, acting as if he had nothing to do with my instrument mysteriously arriving to the venue with our other equipment, I won’t let my guard down. Even when I spot him put his phone to his ear, stand, and leave the ballroom, I keep my senses on high alert.

The last song wraps up to a cheering throng. Cruz rides the high he gets from the crowd, egging them on to chant for the encore that he knew we’d play either way. It’s an original; the one he loves keeping as the finale.

And the audience loves it. Everyone dances along with the upbeat melody, and while my limbs keep up with the beat, my mind isn’t feeling it. And I hate that. And I blame the asshole in back (even in his absence) for spoiling the atmosphere that I usually enjoy at every show despite the location or turnout.

Once the lights pointed to the stage dim, I breathe a sigh of relief. We don’t have any pyrotechnics during the show, but I braced myself for a fiery display of the malfunctioning explosive who always feels the need to show his ass. And I wouldn’t put anything past him at this point.

“Dude, this place is great!” Cruz shouts as we pack up our equipment. The music-goers on the floor move with the prerecorded music playing over the speakers as they continue enjoying their night.

Once we have everything loaded up in the van, Isaac passes each of us a small booklet with a Golden Promenade keycard. I nearly sputter, “We’re staying here?”

“What?” Benji says at the same time, looking to the one in his hand. He’s just as astonished as me. I’m sure he expected the same night I did—one room, two beds, the cheapest motel nearby, and some very uncomfortable sleeping arrangements. I’d pretty much decided on sleeping on a cot if available, or in the van, or even with Benji because he’s the only one who hasn’t completely lost his sense.

“Yep. A perk along with our handsome payday,” Cruz boasts, locking the door of the van that’s safely tucked in the corner of the garage, but I still feel uneasy about leaving the gear exposed when there’s a madman within the vicinity. But Cruz reassured me that he

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