Chapter Twenty-Three
Emma
I knew before we even sat down to watch the auditions, my first choice would be John’s group. And in the end, he smiled at me and waved when Preston told him the good news. I was about to join them when my phone rang. It was Glenn.
“Hey,” I answered. I hadn’t talk to him since he left.
“Morning. How’s everything going?”
“Good. In fact, we just picked a band. They’ll be on your doorstep early next week.”
“Glad to hear it. Does that mean you and Preston will be coming back as well?” he asked.
I cleared my throat and hurried out of the auditorium for privacy. “Not exactly. I think we might be close to figuring out who killed his family. Plus, his father isn’t doing well. Preston isn’t going to leave just yet, and I don’t want him alone.”
He sighed. “I underst
