Tia Sutton felt her heart seize in her chest, a cold grip that made it hard to breathe. The black muzzle of Chief Ben Gross's pistol was a terrifying reality check.
She yanked on Jack Brooks's sleeve, her voice a desperate hiss. "Jack! Are you crazy?! The Chief of Police is here! He has a g*n! Put away your pride and restrain yourself!"
In her mind, Jack was walking a tightrope over a volcano. One wrong move, one more act of defiance, and they would both be dead or imprisoned for life.
But Jack didn't look at the g*n. He didn't look at the furious Chief.
He looked straight at Iris Chase, the "Empress" of the entertainment world.
"Since you are the 'First Sister' of Ent-International," Jack said, his voice calm and judgmental, "you have the responsibility to discipline your subordinate
