Chapter 36 Out Of Control

• She grimaced and shrugged, as she focused intently on the digital screen of the camera she had brought along.
• "They wanted a journalist from the agency to report, so here I am. If they don't like it, they can eat my ass." She snorted as she frowned in concentration.
• Ann watched her struggle with the camera for a little while as they made their way to a quieter area of the ballroom. She grabbed a drink for them both from one of the passing waiters and they took their places unobtrusively on a little chaise lounge at the side.