Chapter 17
Kyle tore his attention away from the artist currently on stage. “Anything?”
Griff shook his head.
It was a long shot that Abbey had gotten his message. Longer still that she could get here if she had seen the statement. Eden’s Ridge was four hours away. But he needed to know she was okay. That she’d give him a chance to explain and make up for the s**t show of today.
Kyle turned back to the stage, gaze skipping past the female duo currently captivating the audience to scan the faces in the first several rows, as if they’d somehow changed in the past couple of minutes. Harry Cafferty’s new label commanded a hell of a crowd. While the styles of music showcased tonight varied widely, the musician in him appreciated that they all shared that indefinable something he thought of
