The press conference had already started when Evie found a parking spot on Constellation Way. She sprinted down the sidewalk, which was nearly empty because so many people were clustered around Brad’s campaign office. Someone was already speaking. The feedback from the microphone echoed off the buildings. She didn’t recognize the voice, but it sounded like it might be Jack Drummond.
As she approached the crowd, she spotted Merry near the lectern, holding up a small recorder. If only she’d had time to talk this over with Merry first. Maybe Merry would have had a better idea about the best way to drop this bombshell.
Not a bombshell, she reminded herself. Her parents hadn’t shattered under the impact, so why should anyone else? The Dean had been outraged, yes, but not with her. Molly hadn’
