Chapter Fifteen
Later that afternoon, just before dinner, Zhi sat behind his formal desk. It was nearing the prescribed time when he’d be allowed to contact Parker.
He’d changed out of his casual travel clothes and into something more formal. It felt like armor. He needed the added layer of protection after this afternoon and his run-in with the DJ. Spin had a way of getting under his skin, seeing things about him he had no intention of sharing.
He didn't usually play for anyone but his mother. It was something that was personal between the two of them. Music was private, like prayer. It should be done in one’s home and not out in the open for the masses to see and pick apart.
But he hadn't felt that way with Spin. He’d felt open. He’d wanted to share. He’d wanted to play with her, lik
