Chapter 14
Theo flung his guitar pick across the room then slumped his shoulders. The repetitious pounding in his temples turned into a thumping force that consumed his thoughts. This was not his day. Hell, this hadn’t been his week.
Hard to believe it was already Friday.
He stared across the room. Jesse, Allen, and Jeff were gone, had been gone for the last hour. He hadn’t expected them to stay. They did what they were meant to do. He was the one f*****g up s**t.
“Why don’t we call it a day, Theo?”
He turned toward the glass partition where he saw Josh, as well as one of the sound producers, sitting inside the booth. Both looked like they’d spent a full day doing manual labor. No smiles warmed their rugged faces, no brightness lit up their eyes, and the way the sound producer stretch
