Chapter 22: The Hallway

Cillian's POV

Three security guards got to us at once, and they all went for Trevor.

I had his fist in my hand when they arrived.

I opened my fingers and stepped back with my palms out.

"I didn't touch him," I said. "He swung. Four hundred people saw it."

"They saw it, sir," the biggest guard said.

He took Trevor by the elbow.

Trevor tried to speak, and he found nothing to say. The soft voice had left him.

The station manager came out from the wings in his shirtsleeves, with a phone to his ear.

His face was grey.

"My office," he said to Trevor. "Now. Don't say a word to anyone."

"I can fix this," Trevor said.

"You proposed on live television to a woman you'd been lying to, with your own mother standing in the second row."

The manager's voice shook.

"There isn't a producer in this building who can fix this."

They walked him off through the side door.

He didn't look back.

I looked for Eliza, and the stage was empty.

The anchor stood stranded at the podium, holding a microphone, with her mouth open.

Dani was waving at me from the steps. "Go find Tilly," she called. "I've got Eliza."

Then she turned, and I saw her face change.

I didn't stop to ask.

Tilly was in the corridor behind the stage, where the crew kept their coats.

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