"Let me inside the booth for one hour."
Logan Murphy slammed his fist against the heavy acoustic door.
The junior sound engineer looked at Logan with pure pity. "Your father explicitly revoked your building access."
"I am still a Murphy," Logan snarled. His voice cracked with immense desperation.
He pulled a thick gold watch from his wrist and shoved it into the engineer's chest. It was the last expensive thing he owned.
Logan had spent the last forty eight hours living in absolute hell.
Richard Murphy had completely disowned him following the Starfall Showcase. His platinum credit cards were entirely frozen. The locks on his luxury apartment were changed.
He was a global laughingstock. The plagiarism scandal had utterly destroyed his reputation overnight.
But Logan had a d
