Chapter Thirty“Thanks, Rachel,” Ellie said, an assistant removing the lapel mic from her shirt.
“Thank you, Ellie,” Rachel replied. “And Sam, too, wherever he's got to.”
Ellie did a quick scan of the room. Sam had disappeared just after the lights had dimmed to dark. She hadn't seen him since. “Guess he's little camera-shy.”
“You sure he's okay with that little surprise we sprang on him?”
“Oh, he's fine. He loves surprises.” Liar. Although the look on his face had been absolutely priceless when he finally realized the news about their book. She hoped he wasn't mad. She hoped a lot of things at the moment.
“Well, let me know when your next book is out. I'd like to read it,” Rachel said, extending her hand.
Ellie shook it. “Will do, and thanks again.”
The interviewer left, weaving her
