Tobin stood still in the doorway, holding the daily newspaper.

“Ross is going to have a field day with this one,” he said bitterly.

Aurelie grabbed her car keys and came to Tobin’s side. She looked down and gasped.

“Lead Guitarist Lives Up To His Rough Reputation,” read the paper’s headline.

Quickly, Aurelie scanned the article. As she read, her mouth dropped lower and lower.

“Oh, goodness,” she breathed. “That reporter must have done a lot ...