Chapter 9

• "What? Where?" I asked as the waiter caught his breathe. He started rushing and I broke into a mini run following him. Of course Sterling had to ruin a nearly good night out.
• No don't run so fast, mine was a scurried walk trying not to trip over my dress, my heels in my hand.
• By the time I straggled outside, there was already a crowd of people and a crowd of media, there went everything this night was about. Pushing through the crowd that wasn't even trying to stop the fight I could see two figures staggering against each other.