“Take care of it.” Uncle John handed Bruce the key. “I’ve got something to do.” Bruce didn’t try to argue. He already knew his uncle only put up with him because he’d do whatever he was told. Today it was taking a keyboard back from someone who owed him money. But which one? The room was full of them. “Hey! What’s this kid doing here?” Some guy shouted from the door. “I’m taking care of it,” Bruce said. He might … Continue reading Empty Studio