“Thank you,” he said, taking the folder.
As Jillian departed, Alice said, “What's that?”
“Passenger manifest from the trip back,” said Joshua casually flipping through it. “We need to do some culling on the media access,” he said tossing the folder onto the table. He stared at both Langston and Alice. “Some nitwit is doing a live discussion on the harrowing experience—” he said using finger quotes, “—of our flight.”
Alice looked sorrowful. “Sorry, boss.”
Joshua sighed. “I'm not mad at you or Langston, Alice; it's not your fault that they have nothing better to do. That is precisely why I want to go through the list and only choose the reputable outlets, preferably Associates, who can benefit the cause. Those people that are looking for rag material, can stick to Hollywood; I don't have
