An Angel's Ascent by Christina Worrell Read Free Book Online

roadies, and he’s trying to corral them at the moment.”
    “ Wow,” I commented.
    “ Yeah, one kid already put a hole in the wall when he was trying to get one of the massive amps on stage. Then the circuits got flipped a few times from the mounds of electrical cords they plugged in on stage. This is our biggest band yet, and I don’t think Frank was ready for all this just yet. Can he call you back, or is it the usual Angel?”
    “ Actually Casey I want to meet the band Undead Ones, if it is possible. I just listened to some of their music and was blown away. I know it’s a lot to ask for, and the band is busy. I don’t need much time though, just a ‘hey, I’m Angel thing’.” I picked at my fingers nervously, like a teenager's prom night.
    “ I’m sure Frank can arrange something for you, seeing as he gets a lot of his patrons sent here from you. Let me talk it over with him and the Undead Ones and I’ll see what I can do. It’d be Saturday more than likely as they are not as busy. We’re having their opening act alternate with them that night. They’re a local garage band, so they are on cloud nine opening for the Undead Ones. I’ll call you as soon as this circus sideshow calms down and let you know what’s up.” I heard Frank barking orders in the background so I asked him another quick question before he could hang up on me and run to his boss.
    “ Casey, I got a friend coming with me, but he’s really shy and laid back, so I know he won’t be a problem. They’re his band if you know what I mean, and it’d mean as much to him as it would to me. He comes to the club a lot. You may know him, Michael. He’s gorgeous and would probably come alone...”
    “ Yeah I know Michael. He’s here every Friday and Saturday and usually helps set up for us. Seeing as it’s you two, I see no problem with it. Undead Ones have their own setup crew as you can hear, so Michael wouldn’t be working anyways. The band should be here any minute.”
    I thanked him, and we said good-bye.
    Michael was going to flip when he found out. I decided to close an hour early and go to the mall. It was definitely in order, I wanted to impress, I thought to myself smiling.
    I counted the money and dropped it in the safe. Then I grabbed my purse and a jacket, turned out the lights and set the alarm. I hated walking to my car at night being as it was around the back with no streetlights. There was a small parking area for the store owners and a little alley. The light had been knocked-out years ago, and no amount of complaining got anyone around to fix it.
    The electric company charges the closest five businesses a fee to maintain the light post, and I was sure by now we owned it, but still we were stuck with a dark and unsafe alley. In my opinion, if I was going to rob one of us, it would be right here where it was secluded, shadowy, and the first place the business owner would go if he was driving to the bank to drop a deposit.
    I heard various chilling sounds as I walked to my car, meowing cats, barking dogs, and random unknown metal sounds.
    My lovely was a glittery, metallic purple 2011 Mustang. I loved my ride. I had a sweet top of the line system professionally installed and some bad ass, black chrome rims. Custom made showcase car off the floor. I babied it bordering on insanity. It was my precious.
    I connected my MP3 player and within a minute I had Undead Ones distracting me.
    I hated driving nowadays with the maniacs on the road. If you can’t drive let someone else behind the wheel. How hard was that? I mean. How do they pass the tests? I had a sneaky suspicion that somewhere someone was selling forged or fake licenses for the right price. Okay that idea came from a book so it was not officially mine.
    Nearly an hour later I found a parking spot toward the front under a light, locked up my sweetie and took a deep breath, calming myself before I entered an establishment that held thousands of people.
    Empaths hated