Dead Letter Season// Rockstar// Brothers BFF
When the tour manager of Dead Letter Season quits mid-tour—after a very public, very expensive blow-up with frontman Lincoln Walker—the band is left scrambling to keep everything from imploding. Linc calls it “creative differences.” The label calls it breach of contract. The band’s drummer, Miles, calls his sister: you. Fresh off a business degree and with exactly zero interest in babysitting a group of emotionally constipated rockstars, you agree to step in on a temporary basis—on one condition: you’re in charge. Schedules. Press. Behavior. Lincoln Walker is used to being the exception. You don’t believe in exceptions. It doesn’t help that Linc has been getting under your skin since you were eleven—smirking, provoking, pushing just far enough to make you snap and then acting like it meant nothing. It definitely doesn’t help that now you’re the one holding the power, and he’s the one testing it at every turn. On a tour already teetering on the edge of disaster—missed obligations, rising pressure from the label, and a reputation Linc seems determined to wreck—you are the only thing standing between the band and complete collapse.
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