Sinful Sounds In The Dark
treets slick beneath flickering neon. Gabriel led them to a decrepit office building wh
foyer smelled of stale coffee and mildew. A staircase led to a hallway
" he mu
ok at the lock. She couldn'
oor, then produced a paperclip and pi
ts top cluttered with dust-coated files. Portraits of Sebastian in suits stared down at them, his smug gri
stack of papers-contracts, letters, receipts, all bearing Sebastian's embossed seal. She pulled
the duet: two lines of melody woven together, one in Gabriel's familiar Fa minor, the other in Mara
e desk, clutching the music. "I
ide him. "We can
-vulnerable, hungry, dete
head toward the safe, where its heavy door swung open with a metallic groan. Behind it, two f
and amused. He walked forward, hands in his
clutched to his chest. "Wh
rstand that everything has a price. And you'
's head. Lily lunged to Gabriel's side, pressing herself
No. I want a show. I want the duet performed tonight-liv
placed the sheet music on the desk,
er chest tigh
I'll see you at nine p.m. If yo
arm, and dragged her toward the door. Gabriel raised
an said, voice cold.
ds later, footsteps receded down the hallway. She stood trembling, feeling Gabriel'
ticking clock. By nine that night, Gabriel had
sagged. "He n
he does. He's bolder
e I thought I could outsmart him. I believed I coul
em over the sheet music. "Now y
ncing in the low light. "I... I don't know
dience," Lily said, though her stomach clenched a
losed his eyes, inhaling deeply. "We need a plan. Sec
stract him; you'll pl
head. "Not
he performance space-speakers, hidden cameras, maybe even live stream. If she
rise? We cut power to the hall. Play acoustically. When he ex
s rose. "You thin
the hall, he'll realize his cameras and speakers are useles
o this, we do it at first light. I need to know the layout. Samantha"-he grabbed h
pocket. "I'll message a friend. Someo
ftened just a bit
eart pounded. "Tonight,
He ran through the plan once more, pacing the narrow living area, L
Sebastian in the front balcony-he always likes the best seat for his 'sho
at if he has a b
ow the place." His voice dr
e generator first. We'll ma
s head. "Yo
lips. "And you're stubborn.
his lips-but she saw the doubt behin
er the piano. "I'm heading out now." She g
hing her lips against his. "
as midnight. "Bring t
nto the hall's night-shr
ved. The marquee, half-collapsed, barely spelled out "HEARTSTONE HALL"
rusted, nearly blending into the sagging brick. She slid a slim lockpick from her pocket-
fumes curled around spilled oil cans. The generator's hum w
She traced the thick cable that led to the main breaker and cut it with a wirecutter. When the generatorns, flashlights dancing on the walls. Lily's breath hitched. She duck
re!" one growled
can't be far. Sebasti
aught her breath as they passed. The corridor lights flic
She peeked around the corner: no one wa
de door. The stage yawned before her, dark and empty. The seats were tatte
see them in the darkness, but she knew they
ight sweeping toward her. Lily ducked back, pressing herself against a column. The henchman stumb
e, hearing a sickening crack as he doubled over. Then she jabbed the wirecutt
belt and scrambled to the stage doors. The snap of her jacket a
he corridor behind the stage smelled of damp wood and rosin-an old violin case lay o
His pulse pounded like a war drum, skin cold with sweat. The hall felt enormous a
ed through a broken window, painting a silver wedge across the sea
r courage, her fire, her steady heartbeat. He opened his battered piano ben
a henchman, a gun, a bullet. Instead, Lily appeared on the wi
ed, breathless. "No camera
d, swallowing
ny minute Sebastian will realize. But you don'
the piano. "I do
toward him. "This is your mom
her laugh, the curl of her hair when they danced around the pi
sitant whisper. Then the second. The duet unfolded in his mind: the thing that had
pla
ougher, more alive. Without speakers, it reverberated thro
ment: footsteps scutt
nd voice was missing-the pull-and-answer of Mara's soprano-but Gabr