Think about it and call me back after the news."
He disconnected and Mandi sat staring at the phone. Had Cade lost his mind?
Chapter Eight
The last commercial ended and the fanfare intro music for the
top-of-the-hour news began as a camera zoomed in on the head and shoulders of a
smiling brunette anchorwoman who introduced herself as Wendy Swale.
When the first quarter of the hour dealt only with the usual sorts of news
and issues of the day, Mandi began to feel as if she'd been worried for nothing.
After all, John had the full weight of the US government behind him, and...
"Ladies and gentlemen," said Wendy, "We've just been informed that the
following footage, taken with a digital camera in downtown Atlanta earlier this
afternoon, has been sent anonymously to more than one hundred news organizations
worldwide. With more on the story, here's David Thrush, our news director."
Thrush's head and shoulders were full-screen as he greeted the audience,
then he was quickly reduced to quarter-screen as a second camera feed filled the
rest of the screen.
Mandi's fists clenched and her heart sank as she watched herself leap over
the taxi, lift the front end of it, and launch skyward.
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