A Voice to Love (Fallen Tuesday Book One) (A Brothers of Rock Novel) Read Online Free PDF Page A

vehicle started to pull to the
side of the road. It was a black limo, just as Frank had said.
    “Our ride is here,” Luke pointed
out.
    They each grabbed a
guitar. Everyone, except Luke, walked to the limo. He hung back and saw the
driver of the tour bus, Tim, standing near the front of the bus, smoking a
cigarette.
    “We’re going to a hotel,”
Luke said. “You can join us. Food. Booze. A place to sleep.”
    “I’m good,” Tim said.
“Can’t leave my bus.”
    “Are you sure? Can I get
you anything, Tim? I’ll call Frank…”
    “It’s good,” Tim said.
“Thanks.”
    “Thank you, Tim, for
keeping this thing standing when that tire blew.”
    “Everyone gets their
chance to be a hero,” Tim said. “Just have to take advantage of it when it
happens.”
    Luke smiled and thought
about those words for a second. It amazed him how a guy like Tim could be so
dedicated to something like driving a tour bus. But it saved Luke’s life, and
the rest of the band. Luke turned and watched the rest of Fallen Tuesday climb
into the limo. He watched Jake and Trent climb in first. Then as Gary bent to
get in, Mack give him a kick in the ass. Mack threw his head back, laughing.
    Luke laughed too.
    He loved his band.
     
    **
    Mack slammed the door and
locked it. He looked at Fallen Tuesday, minus their lead singer, and snapped
his fingers at Gray, calling for his attention.
    “Hey, listen to me,” Mack
said.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “What’s going on with
Luke?”
    “What do you mean?”
    “You see him tonight?”
Mack asked. “He looked lost. Distant from us.”
    “Bus accident will do
that, I guess,” Gray said.
    “Screw that,” Mack said.
“We busted a tire.”
    “We could have flipped.
We could have died.”
    “I could fall down the
stairs at the hotel and break my neck,” Mack said. “Does that mean I should be
distant and in fear?”
    “Point taken. What do you
think is wrong with him?”
    “I don’t know,” Mack
said. “His voice sounded different.”
    “Can’t judge on that,”
Gray said. “Going from a warm tour bus to standing in the cold air for almost
an hour. My throat is sore right now from that air.”
    “Yeah, I guess,” Mack
said. He rubbed his face. Something about it just didn’t feel right. “What
about on the bus?”
    “What about?”
    “I don’t know, he seemed
like he was afraid to sing.”
    “Maybe he just didn’t
have the right lyrics to sing,” Gray said.
    “You look for the best in
everything, don’t you?” Mack asked.
    Gray laughed. “Is there
any other way to live?”
    “Yeah, in reality,” Mack
said.
    A knock hit the window.
It was Luke looking to get into the limo.
    “Mack, I don’t know what
he needs,” Gray said. “We’ll keep an eye on him though, okay? This has been
such a whirlwind for all of us, especially him. The tour’s going to end soon
and then we’ll get a chance to step back.”
    Luke pounded on the
window. “Guys!”
    “For tonight,” Mack said
as he put his finger to the button to unlock the door. “Maybe he just needs a
stiff drink…”
    Mack pressed the button
and the doors unlocked. The door opened as Gray leaned over to Mack to add one
more thing.
    “And a woman.”
     
    **
     
    Amy couldn’t get the
texts out of her mind. The implications, and more than that, the almost
confession that Denny had been the one that broke into Amy’s car. The police
told her that it looked like someone had been digging around for money. Maybe
someone hungry for a meal, maybe someone looking for their next drug score. Amy
didn’t say anything at the time, but there was a small change console right
next to the steering wheel. Granted, it was just change, but there had to be
maybe ten dollars or more in coins in there. Not to mention the emergency
twenty she kept in the middle console. All that remained in the car, yet the
person who broke in dumped everything from the glovebox, spread her CD’s all
around the car, and did nothing else except