Chapter 4

I froze.

Leon was wearing a suit that looked completely out of place here, his expression grim.

He stared at me, and then swept his gaze over to Sean standing beside me, and to Sean's arm, which hadn't moved away from my shoulder.

"Well, Mr. Flores, what brings you to a place like this?" I said.

Leon walked over, step by step, and the crowd fell silent, everyone watching him with curiosity.

"I thought you were throwing a fit, but I never imagined you'd actually stoop this low." He glanced at my paint-smeared face and the battered violin in my…