Chapter 38

The album was finished and everyone had given it their blessing. Jasmine was determined that asshole Cobra wasn't gong to ruin this session, the album or the tour. The songs really cooked, the band was at its best even with a new addition, and everyone was so high on the possibilities the air around them practically vibrated.

The night they finished Carson took them all out to dinner. Gary Lockwood joined them with two roadies. The sound system and all the equipment except the guitars would be stored in a secure facility with three armed guards. No one was taking any chances.

"I won't let him kill this," Jasmine said again at the table.

"He really turned out to be a snake," Hondo remarked. "Remember when he tried to use that as his nickname?"

Tony smacked his forehead. "We should have gotten a clue from that."