Alex quickly looked around, trying to find his damn phone so he could record what he was seeing. He slammed his hand against his jeans, finally groaning as he realized that he had left it in the dressing room, not thinking he would need it for any reason.
“Where is it Alex?”
“In the room, on the damn table. s**t, how the hell could this happen?”
“A damn good chance and we lost it.” They both finally fell silent, just listening, but both people had moved to talk in hush tones. Alex looked at Kris, smiled a little bit and than quickly ushered her backstage, hoping that they could at least see something and be asked to be witnesses or something like that. They could discount Resa’s thoughts all the wanted, but having two more people on hand…that would be foolish to not believe.
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