My Brother’s Game
I was feeling proud of how bold I sounded, until the back of my neck prickled, like I’d been targeted by some predator.
Slowly, I turned my head and met a pair of chilling eyes.
Leon?
What was my brother doing here?
He was sitting one row behind me, looking sharp in a tailored suit. His face was set in stone, eyes dark and cold.
My heart lurched, and the fan sign I’d been holding slipped from my hand and hit the ground with a sharp smack.
He lifted his gaze slightly, his voice low. “Half an hour. Get home.”
Though the concert wasn’t even over, I slipped out.
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