~Ayden~
The concert adrenalized me, but it was nowhere close to what I felt when I met some of Mia’s associates. Several of them expressed their interest in our band and explained that they would submit offers to Mia, who was acting as our manager.
We met them after the performance was over. A few hung out with us after the meeting ended. Although they were wealthy men, they seemed down-to-earth. I hoped they would be easy to work with.
Making my way toward the condos, I listened as my bandmates chatted about the meeting and the performance. Each highlighted their favorite part of the night. I kept mine to myself because I looked forward to something else, even more than what we’d just experienced. Mia. She slipped me the key to her suite and asked me to wait for her there.
Once Bentle
