“To say nothing of the harm he could do to others, if we don’t contain him somehow.” John settled a hand on Venkat’s shoulder. “None of us is willing to let this happen again.”
Venkat covered it with his own and squeezed. “Okay. Then, together.”
“I’ll drink to that.” Harper raised his coffee mug.
* * * *
They all went into the studio even though it was mostly Harper doing tracks to double his own voice and Rob learning from the master producer. Wren was antsy, drumming on their thighs or the arm of the couch, until they finally went out for a bottle of whiskey to keep them busy. Venkat watched Harper work wide-eyed, as if he hadn’t seen this exact thing happening for the last few days, almost a week now, and didn’t give the least sign of nerves.
They went out to dinner and everyone dr
