Chapter 136
Will
"I can't hear you, Chicago!" Zane yelled. "I said are you ready for some Adrenaline?"
The roar was deafening.
We'd sold out across the US and had to move to larger arenas, it was unreal.
And I'd missed it so damn much that I was having a hard time wiping the grin from my face, though part of that could be because of Ang.
She agreed to sing on some of our newer tracks.
And I'd coerced her by way of sex into performing a few of them with us.
It was what people wanted, especially after seeing the music video from the film, and even more so, after seeing the opening scene, the raw emotion in her eyes.
And knowing our story.
The whole story.
The whole damn thing.
Word for word. Written out in our new album, for the world to see.
Andrew wrote half.
I wrote half.
And then we traded, added things to each other's riffs, made sure the lyrics worked, and then very amicably went into the studio to record with the rest of the group.
It was intense.