Elena POV

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” A huge, muscled man moved to block our path as Nellie and I moved to enter the venue where the play was being held.

The driver who had been behind us, stepped forwards with a growl and he immediately backed away, hands held out in front of him. “I don’t want no trouble, but you need to show me your tickets before you can go in.”

That made sense, so I nodded. “Where do we get the tickets?”

“Righhht over there.” He pointed ...