Chapter 166: Matt

The crowd had had no idea that Matt's head wasn't in the game. He had Krispin to thank for hours of rehearsal so he could play on autopilot. His attuned ears knew Stephon was in the same place. They didn't suck, but it wasn't their most spectacular performance either.

After the concert, they made it to their luxurious bus, which waited in the side VIP parking lot. They would cool down and then take private cars back to the hotel.

The door of the bus closed and Krispin spoke up, "You know you both sucked tonight, right?"

"And you were at the top of your game?" Stephon snapped back.

Wade gave them each a dirty look. "From here on out the women travel with you guys. I'm not going through that again."

Lefty, their drummer, chuckled. "You boys have it bad. When do I get to meet her?"

"Never," Stephon and Matt spoke together.

They all laughed and some of the tension died down.

Lefty was a perverted sadist with a twenty-four seven slave waiting back in California. He lived the life o