Chapter 7
“Jesus Christ, the two of you will be the death of me. You broke his goddamn nose, Evan. We were supposed to do photo shoots for the new album cover as well as some press interviews, starting this weekend. Do you realize what you’ve done?”
I felt a twinge of remorse, but not enough to regret my actions. What Chuck had done was cruel and…Glowering at the screen, I typed an email while pretending Laramie wasn’t standing there, radiating fury.
He threw his hands in the air. “I’ve had enough of this,” Laramie muttered and left my office.
Once he was gone, I slumped back in my chair and closed my eyes. Okay, so I’d gone overboard, and my actions may have been a tad extreme. I hated being hoodwinked and exposed like that.