Chapter 30: Crashed and Caught (Caleb POV)

I’m at the soundboard, hands sweaty on the knobs, when the sirens cut through the punk gig’s roar. The Static’s alive—walls shaking, air thick with sweat and beer fumes. The third band’s tearing it up—guitar screeching high, drums pounding hard, the singer’s voice raw and wild. The crowd’s a mess...

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