She didn’t need his shove to get moving. They raced around the mezzanine. Thankfully the crowds were glued to the balustrade to look down on the concert.
Getting down the stairs was a different matter. A dozen feet wide with a brass handrail up the middle, it was a solid mass of people heading toward them.
Damien took the lead and forced a path downward.
She did her best to shout an apology to the offended as they moved.
The base of the stairs turned and fanned out into the main hall. Those last ten steps were a solid mass of humanity.
She despaired of finding a way through them.
The sound was a palpable force against them. The tuning instruments were breaking into snatches of carols. The crowd was alive with excitement.
They were running out of time, and options.
“There!” Damien f
