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TYLER

I wasn’t planning on showing my hand so early, but damn was it fun. I needed them to really face their idiotic behavior. Everything they do is hurting my little flower, and I’ve decided in the face of Seán fucking O’Brien that it needs to stop. I don’t doubt that that man will pull on any strand of weakness.

Mav is passed out in the living room while I work on managerial duties, IT issues, as well as social media related stuff. My head is spinning a bit from all of the work, so I decide to call the label to figure out what can be done.

The line rings as I wait for the receptionist to pick up. I would prefer to speak to Laurence because he’s aware of what’s happening, but any of the execs would work.

“Music Horde Records, how can I help you?”asks the receptionist, and I cross my fingers that Laurence isn’t busy.

“Hi, this is Tyler Mallard, and I was wondering if Mr. Laurence was available?” I ask politely.

The receptionist asks me to wait, putting me on hold. My ear plugs are on the table in their case, and I lean back in the chair to get comfortable. I’ve been working for a while, so my ass is starting to go numb. It’s almost ten in the morning by now, a few hours past my pot stirring ways. Ugh, are we there yet?

Thankfully, the label begins their work day at six in the morning in pacific standard time, so they’re already in the office.

“Hello, Tyler. How are things on the tour? I got your email about Kyle. Just disgusting behavior,”Laurence scoffs.

“Umm, they’re complicated,” I admit. “Ronan and the guys called me about the ransom letter, but Layla is the ransom. He doesn’t want anything else except to meet with her.”

“I didn’t think he actually wanted her, though,”Laurence grumbles. “You’re headed to Chicago, right? Can you tell him you’re on tour or something? I want Jordan back as much as anyone, but he would skin me alive for this.”

“Seán O’Brien is based out of Chicago,” I sigh. “We’re meeting him at his club tonight. We’re probably half an hour outside of the city right now. I’m also juggling a lot now that Kyle’s not here. As much as he sucked at his job, I don’t have an itinerary or know what he had planned while we’re in Chicago. Kind of out here with my ass in the wind, Laurence.”

Scoffing at me, I can tell he’s amused by my words. I have a certain way with them.

“Alright, I’ll send you the itinerary I have. I still want to send you an assistant. I have an amazing intern, and he’s very detail oriented. Tell him where to run, and he’ll go with it,”Laurence reassures me.

Sighing, I ask myself if I want another body to worry about. It’s probably not going to be very safe in Chicago while we’re here.

“Thanks, I’ll think about the extra body to train,” I rumble. “I will take the itinerary and veto ability on anything that’s too much for the band to take on. Kyle hadThe Midnight Lightson too many interviews in one day in Cleveland. Layla is exhausted.”

“You were only initially booked out for three,”Laurence says, surprised. “Dammit. She’s probably been practicing like mad too, huh?”

“It’s like you know her or something.” I smirk. I know Laurence has been around Layla since she was a kid, and knows a lot of her quirks.

“Yeah, I do. She’ll work those boys until they can play her songs in their sleep. How are they doing with her?”Laurence asks.

Stretching my neck to help relieve the tension, I think. “Layla went rogue in the best of ways and refused to cue her bandmates of what song she was singing next. It was the most epic pop quiz I’ve ever witnessed. They hit every mark, even if they took a second to get it. Then, once they were off stage, Layla laid into Mav and swept him off of his feet, literally.”

“He probably deserved it,”Laurence mutters. “I’m sending the itinerary over to you now, but there aren’t any interviews in this city that I can see. There will be one in a few days in Indianapolis, which is the next concert. You have three days in Chicago. I would say I hope you’re able to take a breath, but a mob boss in that city isn’t very relaxing.”

“Nah, it really isn’t. I’m glad we’re staying in a hotel for the next few days. I wouldn’t want to live on the tour bus in Seán O’Brien’s backyard,” I grumble. “Otherwise, we’re really just trying to stay afloat while we see what he wants. I hope we’re able to get eyes on Jordan because I’m starting to worry about him.”

“You and me both. Please don’t hesitate to reach out if you need anything. Even if it’s just an intern to fetch you things,”he teases.

Smirking, I say goodbye, shaking my head. The execs are a tad ridiculous. It’ll be interesting to manage a band, but as long as I keep my checklist with me and the itinerary, I should be fine juggling things.

“What’s the label have to say about things?” Mav asks lazily, yawning. “God, we should almost be there. Thank fuck.”

“Laurence said there aren’t any interviews in Chicago, but we’ll be here for three days before moving on to Indianapolis. I have veto power on interviews and extra commitments, soyou won’t be overscheduled,” I explain. “Otherwise, we’re pretty much on our own, and the driver should be taking us to our hotel soon.”

“How do you feel about the extra workload? I wasn’t thinking when I fired Kyle,” Mav winces.

“It needed to be done.” I smirk. “The man isn’t great at his job.”

“He really wasn’t,” Mav sighs. “Look, I know you probably have a lot of thoughts about what happened with Layla?—”

“I think whatever you may have felt scared you,” I say honestly. “You made several really bad decisions, and now things are cockeyed. I’m not the one you need to apologize to if that’s where you’re headed. The girl in there sleeping after performing her ass off, despite her feelings, deserves it. A fair amount of groveling is necessary, too.”

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