Part Two – Chapter Eight – Facing the Music.
As the door opened, Sienna felt almost blinded by the different flashing lights. Kris gave her hand a reassuring squeeze as they stepped out of the front door and walked down the small path to the front gate, where the gathered press all began to shout a barrage of questions.
Sienna realised it was still very early in the morning, and she really didn’t want them all waking the neighbours. She whispered up at Kris.
“They are going to wake everyone up.” Shaking her head, a little at the lack of respect shown to the community.
Kris lifted his hand up, to settle the gathered journalists down.
“I will make a statement and answer two questions only. However, I ask that you respect the residents of this village and keep your voices low.” He s
