Ethan
"You won't stream from the Crown's gate," I say. "PR doesn't have the clearance. And if you go live at eight for a stunt, I'll pull our cars at seven fifty-nine and let you address a square without the Alphas you wanted in the frame."
His jaw tightens. "You'll embarrass your own pack?"
"I'll keep my team safe and on time," I say. "PR can post two stills after the session. Your stunt doesn't change the work."
He stares at me like he's trying to find a soft piece to press. 'Hold. Don't give him one,' Blake says.
"I built this place," he says. "You're moving furniture."
"I'm moving people into the rooms where they belong," I say. "If you put a chair in their way tomorrow, I'll pick it up and put it outside. Then we'll talk about it when we get back." He looks past me
