Chapter 31

The eyes of the rest of the band went wide. "WHAT?" they all exclaimed.

"You heard me. I blame them. Apparently, fifteen minute sweeps weren't good enough. If they want us to do this recruitment shit, then they should protect us better. We shouldn't have to do ALL of the fucking dirty work."

The guys thought about it for a moment; let David's words sink in. John was the first one to speak up. "You guys know what? David's right. They haven't done that great a job protecting us. Yeah, I mean, we can take care of ourselves, but when we're on the road, it's not solely our job to take care of the security issues. Hell, the label pays for a good portion of our security stuff, but not enough since people are trying to KILL US."

"You're right, John, David", Dan said. "We all have families to think about. If I don't make it home to my wife and kids, then who's responsible."

"Well, we're all heading home now just to pack up our families and go to the safe house", Mike said. "I'm not going to like being stuck in the safe house all the time. It's going to make me really testy."

"You and me both, Mikey", David said. "It's like being sequestered in the studio."

"But, in the studio, we're doing something productive. We're making a new album. We've writing, mixing, tracking, doing something. Are we going to have the ability to do anything while we're cooped up in this house, all four of us and our families?" Mike asked.

"I think the Boss said that there's a basement studio if we should want to record. We won't be able to release on reprise anymore though", John said.

"We can release under our record label," David said. "What did we start Intoxication Records for if we're not going to use it?"