Chapter 61

As I start the second line of the chorus, I hear the sound of a gun outside, and the mic hangs midair. My mouth is left agape, but no words come out. I look at the people sitting right in front of me. They are staring at me with question marks on their faces, like I am some lunatic. I turn behind me, where my fellow musicians are seated. Their expression is the same as that of the people in front of me.

Did no one else hear it? I have dealt with guns in the Wells Club, so I recognize their sound whenever I hear it. Could I be mistaken? I am beginning to shake. A minute of pure confusion passed, and I was about to curse my paranoia when I heard the same sound again, this time louder for everyone to hear.

Everyone stands on their feet. Murmuring erupts. All our eyes were directed at the main entrance of this hall, where the gun sound came from.

In a second, the lifeless bodies of the four security guards at the door fall to the ground, followed by more gunshots fired