The temporary peace I had was soon interrupted the moment I stepped foot inside the work area. Our bus had finally arrived at the second concert venue, and with it were the rumors that had gradually started circulating among the staff.
It began with whispers spoken secretly; about one of the higher authorities snooping around looking for a certain information. Then the gossip evolved, shedding light to the shadowed figure. It was one of the band members of the Monarch's Hymn.
Without a doubt, I knew that it could only be Keelan. I refused to talk to him, and so he probably looked for another way to find out anything about me.
I worried my lip as I approached Mr. Simmons. I felt like everyone was staring at me, their eyes digging a hole behind my back. The last thing I wanted was to be t
