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.
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 neon lights of the Viper Room flickered
"We're missing something," Mal shouted over the feedback, wiping sweat from his brow. In the back of the darkened club, tucked
"You have the talent," she said, her voice quiet but carrying through the empty hall. "I have the map. Let’s see if we can get you to the arena without burning the world down first."
"Just what we needed," Jimmy muttered, finally finding his boots under the drum riser. "A reality check."