"
Sighing exasperatedly, she said, "I've tried dozens of the damned things. At
high speeds they come apart, blow off, or burn off, and everything I've tried
that'll survive and stay put looks like shit. Does that answer your question
well enough?"
Chuckling, Cade said, "Well, yeah. I guess so."
With another quick round of handshakes, John led his search team out of the
room, leaving Mandi and Cade to themselves. Mandi called Alan with an update,
then sighed and sat down at the room's small desk.
Chapter Five
All that could be done was being done. John's people would try to find and
secure all copies of the pictures and warn everyone about dire consequences,
etc..., but Mandi seemed to lack faith that his efforts would be enough.
She'd known and accepted the risk of complete exposure, of course, but she'd
also hoped strongly against it. Another sigh escaped her as Cade put his stuff
back in his backpack and zipped it shut.
Without looking up from the desk, she muttered, "Now we wait to see whether
I'm going to become a TV star tonight. I've got a feeling that my privacy is
about to be shot to hell.
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