aman, pointing frantically. The heavy camera swung ar

ock, the mass of bodies naturally parted, creating a cl

his head. For a fraction of a second, the perfect, sorrowful

She let her shoulders slump slightly, allowing her pale s

strides forward, his arms opening wide to proje

oice thick with fake worry. "What are

exactly half a step out of his reach. She shifted her weig

een them. The muscles in his jaw locked. A dar

recorder forward. "Miss Sterling! Given the bankru

ry single lens, microphone, and pair o

d straight into Brook's eyes, ho

rise visibly. She opened her mouth and s

," Farah said, her voice shaking just enough to sound de

A woman in the front row shouted over the n

h line. She kept her eyes locked on Brook. "It m

fening. Camera flashes fired in a con

to snap through his skin. The corners of his mouth

ns, sprinted out of the revolving doors. He waved his hand

th panic. "Miss Sterling is under immense psychological distress

nd clamped his hand around Farah's left wrist. His fingers dug into her flesh, p

s chest. To the cameras, it looked like a desperate

against her ear. "Stop acting like a crazy bitch,"

looking at the side of his face. The corner of her

, physically shoving the reporters back

, his fingers digging into her ribs. He practically dra

merger hostile?" the report

ve the cameras a tight, helpless smile, playing the

door. The thick glass spun, cutting of

econd they were out of sight of the cameras, Brook's s

rched her straight toward the private exe