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“Yeah, since when was this a discussion about my family plans?” he snaps.
I’m in shock at Steve’s reaction, the guy who gripped us tightly now giving us a break? I watch his banter with the other guys and realise how clever he is. Blue Phoenix was slipping through his fingers, like sand through an hourglass, and his control slips with it. He’ll ensure he’s our go to man—watch us from a distance and step in when he needs. The thumbprint on our foreheads will still be there.
Am I happy? I’m too tired to care. A couple of months switched off from everything, but Sky is my first plan. Then next, who knows?
“Do you all have plans? This isn’t a clever ploy to kick me out I hope?” asks Steve.
Now the wounded party act.
“Nah, as if we would,” says Jem, and stands. “Don’t know what we’d do without you.”
Bryn and I catch each other’s eyes, because he sees Steve’s game too.
“You’re dealing with the arrangements for this then?” Bryn asks dubiously. “Liaising with whoever the hell needs to know?”
“I’m still your manager. I’m still getting paid, and the team’ll get onto this. Press releases, tour changes. I’ll deal. One thing though, guys…”
Of course.
“The dates we’re cancelling now—I need agreement on a reschedule. I don’t mind dealing with pissed off people, but furious people, I don’t do well.”
“We’ll get back to you on that,” I say before anyone else can reply. “I don’t want to be held to anything right now. I can’t fucking think straight.”
“In a couple of months then?” Steve asks the others, ignoring the thorn in his side.
“A year,” I press.
Steve’s mask slips slightly as he straightens. “Then you take the risk they’ll forget you. There are a couple of bands out there ready to step into your shoes.”
“If we’re willing to take the risk, then that’s what we’ll do,” says Bryn.
“They won’t fucking forget us,” sneers Jem, and I marvel at his confidence.
Steve pauses; absorbing the information then pulls himself forward. “Well, I’ll leave you guys to chat about your next move. If I need to organise flights and such, give Tina a call. I’ll hang around and tidy this mess up.”
As Steve leaves the room, I stare after him. “What the fuck?”
“Too fucking easy,” says Jem and gets out of his seat.
“Exactly.”
“Don’t complain. Life’s easier this way,” says Liam.
“I hope, just seems too easy,” I reply.
“Maybe he really has had enough too. Can’t blame him,” says Bryn.
“He’s taking a risk,” Liam replies
Bryn shakes his head. “No, he has everything bound up tightly. He’s being strategic.”
“Yeah, glad you spotted that,” I say quietly.
