Griffin stepped up to her. “She’s fine—she’s with Dawson.”
The words loosened the knot in her gut. Except—“Where isDawson?” She expected him to emerge from the greenroom, but a glance in that direction suggested it might be empty.
Goldie wasn’t giving up. “Bliss, just one more song—”
“I’m not Bliss!” She didn’t mean for her voice to emerge in a shout, but—“I’m Zoey’s mom. What. Happened?”
Goldie’s mouth closed, pinched. “There was an incident. The dog got shot.”
The dog. “Caspian? Oh my—and Zoey?”
“She’s fine,” Griffin repeated. “I mean—probably a little shaken, but—”
“Probably a little shaken? What the—”
“One of the Sorros brothers got into the greenroom.”
And her knees nearly buckled. She shoved the guitar at Goldie. “Tell them that everyone will get an advance copy of my newest single. That’s my encore.”
Then she looked at Griffin. “Take me to my daughter.”
He turned and, “Out of the way!”
The security guards stepped aside, and she followed him out of the theater, into the parking lot, now lit up with the cycling red and white lights of police support.
Griffin walked her across the lot, maybe toward his car, but Flynn came running up.
“We got him, Keely. Conan, at least.”
All she cared about was—“Where’s Dawson?”
“He’s at the vet,” Flynn said.
“Please tell me that Zoey is with him.”
“Axel has her. She’s fine.”
Sure she was. Because a four-year-old who’d just lost her parents and saw a dog get shot certainly didn’t have any trauma.
“And Caspian?”
“Dunno. Axel texted that they’d gotten him to the vet okay. We can take my car—Dawson took your SUV.”
She had no room to process that. Whatever. Keely slid into the passenger seat of Flynn’s SUV, and Flynn pulled out, past the police presence, onto the darkened street.
Silence, then, “You were amazing tonight.”
“Thanks.”
“I think probably you’re the best thing that has happened to Dawson.” Keely’s glance fell on Flynn. The woman met it. “I just have one request.”
Keely raised an eyebrow.
“Just don’t let him be a brokenhearted love song.”
Keely’s mouth tightened, but she nodded. “That’s fair. But to be truthful, I think he’s theonlylove song.”
Flynn matched her tight smile, but it hit her eyes.
