Chapter Fifty-two
Previously, we agreed I would go ahead with my segment,” Glover said during the break. Marly and I concurred. “One of your guests, Kim, has arrived. She’s in the lobby. If you want to start, I say ladies first.”
I breathed a silent sigh of relief. “No,” I said. “We’ll wait for Trevor. Besides, we’re too curious about your quiz.”
Glover shrugged. Because he was receiving messages on his computer, he could have advance knowledge about our guests, not that their appearance would give anything away. I could not read him, which was probably a good sign that no one had tipped our hand. With seconds to go, we adjusted our cans and got ready.
Music came up and faded. “We’re back,” Glover stated with a genuine air of excitement. His professional on-air style was much different
