"Okay, Michael," the producer said into Michael's earpiece as the production assistant clipped the box to the back of his belt. "You're wired for sound. We're coming to you in thirty seconds."
Michael glanced beyond the cameras to where Alexis stood watching him. She winked at him and he gave his signature grin. No way would he let on that for the first time in a long time he felt nervous. What if I f**k this up? he wondered. There was no going back to Murphy, Rannigan. Michael blinked hard. There was no Murphy, Rannigan. Not anymore.
"Ten seconds, Michael," he heard in his earpiece.
He looked across the desk to the anchor, a pretty brunette with eyes that sparkled with intelligence. The floor director counted down the last five seconds and pointed to her. "Now we turn to th
