Aurelie watched Tobin run his hands through his hair.

“I’ll never get away from it,” he huffed. “I’m doomed.”

“Get away from what?” Aurelie stood up and crossed the floor.

“Tobin Moray, the bad guy. Tobin Moray the angry guitarist,” Tobin waved his hands in the air. “Tobin Moray, the guitarist always involved in trouble.”

Aurelie looked at him and crossed her arms. “Just show them the surveillance.”

Tobin shook his head. “There’s ...