Chapter 78

"Stop it, Coco. I mean it." Dale kept his voice deliberately calm Coco sneered at him. "Or what? You're not gonna do anything to me, I can do whatever the fuck I want!" He lunged for the board again. Dale blocked him. "Come on, just calm down," Dale said. "This isn't helping anyone, least of all you." "Actually, Dale, I feel a zillion times better already." Coco skittered out of Dale's reach and strode out the door into the studio. Dale ignored him and bent to inspect the board and computer screen. It didn't look like Coco had actually done any damage, thankfully. Evidently he'd started the digital audio tape rolling, though. Dale reached to turn it off. A crash from the studio distracted him. He looked up through the window, groaned, and ran for the door. "Coco, goddammit, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" He grabbed Coco's arm and jerked him away from Zeus's drum set. He'd detached two of the cymbals and sent them flying across the room, along with Zeus's drumsticks and a pai