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‘You teared-up, dude,’ Rickards said from the back seat, looking up from the flip-out LED screen of his camera. ‘I pulled in tight on that last shot, just after the baby elephant wrapped its trunk about the dead mother. We have tears. I can see you blink.’
‘Don’t get too excited about it, OK?’ Sam said, shaking his head.
‘Excited? We are talking Emmy-f*****g-award winning stuff here, my man. Tell him I’m right, Cheryl-Ann.’
Cheryl-Ann looked up from the printout she was reading. ‘As much as it pains me to agree with you, James, you may be right. That was some good stuff last night, Sam. And you, too, Jim.’
Sonja frowned as she drove and gripped the wheel a little tighter. These Americans treated real life like it was television and vice versa. It didn’t matter that they had witness
