One of the newbies finished mangling Whitney Houston and Kenneth handed Levi the microphone. His selection wasn't written down.

Whatever the song was, it was not "You Shook Me."

I smirked at Priya, not recognizing the tune until Levi rapped the chorus. It was "Get Ur Freak On." I stood at the side of the stage, my smirk falling away, because he was nailing the rap. He was just drunk enough that his words were slightly slurred, but his voice was low and rich, rolling ...