Chapter Forty-TwoPresent day
Glaring lights shone into Raven's eyes as he sat uncomfortably in the conference room. Millicent had not yet arrived, but Mr. Abbott sat at his side beaming profusely, delighted to have his two stars on the same programme. They were sitting at a podium, microphones clustered around in front of them. In front of the podium, rows of chairs had been set out, and journalists were beginning to filter in, chattering excitedly to each other.
Raven's heart pounded and butterflies danced in his stomach. He was on display for the public to gawp at and wished he could be back in his room.
Before long the journalists were settled into their seats, no chair left empty. There was a murmur of interest as Millicent entered the room and took her place on the other side of Ab
