Chapter 14Alex didn’t need to do anything tonight but turn the dimmers off, clock off, and wait for the rest of the crew in the pub next door. He faffed around, hanging his headset on the edge of the table and chucking his sandwich wrapper in the bin. There, that was all sorted for tomorrow.
He turned to exit the booth and realised Luke was leaning in the open doorway, watching him.
“What?” he said, shocked, but smiling. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to watch the show, i***t,” Luke said. “Where do you think I’d be on the first night?”
“How did you get up here?” They were backstage, in the control room at the rear of the auditorium.
“Paul let me up. He said to tell you to get a move on because you’re buying the first round.”
Paul was the production manager. Luke had turned out to
