CHAPTER 3
The office of Gordon Chambers.
Chambers, McNally, and Caine enter. Chambers plops onto a velvet sofa. He rubs the bridge of his nose, frustrated. He is tired and much too old for the rigors of his job. Caine fiddles with a tablet device in her hand, oblivious to everything. She sits on a leather chair flanking the left side of the sofa.
Chambers, McNally, and Caine enter. Chambers plops onto a velvet sofa. He rubs the bridge of his nose, frustrated. He is tired and much too old for the rigors of his job. Caine fiddles with a tablet device in her hand, oblivious to everything. She sits on a leather chair flanking the left side of the sofa.
McNally brushes the waves in his thick black hair with one hand, and talks on a phone with the other, flirting with his next potential ex-girlfriend. He’s very pleased with the press conference.
CHAMBERS
God, what a mess. McNally, get off the phone!
MCNALLY
Yes, sir.
McNally whispers a few empty promises to the girl on the other line, then hangs up.
CHAMBERS
Where’s Lau?
CAINE
On his way to the mansion.
CHAMBERS
Why?
CAINE
Adrien is waiting in the arena. Dr. Lau wants to run some last minute tests. Those reporters probably spooked him.
MCNALLY
Ignore her, Gordon. I’m sure he’s just taking extra precautions.
CHAMBERS
And why would you even pick Niles? You know how he likes to stir the pot.
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