Chapter 3Nick yawned and marched across campus. Thank God, or whoever, for the Communications department. He needed to send the chair a fruit basket or something one of these days. He didn’t mind traveling if he was going to be sitting in on a panel discussion, something that took a long time. Travel, and taking the time from his classes, for a five-minute spot on a political talk show just didn’t make sense.
The Communications department had a little studio set up, and they were happy enough for him to use it during off hours. Students got a little extra experience with the equipment, and he got to do interviews from the comfort of Richmond.
Everything was ready for him when he got to the Communications building. All he had to do was sit down and look at the camera. He blinked a few tim
