37 NoraNora sucked in a deep breath.
Ready or not, she had to do the interview.
She exhaled slowly and answered Scott.
“I can meet you Friday in Seattle. I’ll speak on the record and give you everything I’ve got.”
“You’re saying you can’t speak on the record today?” Scott asked.
“No. Too much is up in the air. I’m happy to provide background as the week unfolds. But I won’t have anything for attribution until Friday.”
She heard the sound of a tongue clicking against teeth.
“I can quote what you tell me on Friday?” Scott asked.
“Every golden word.”
“O-o-o-h K-a-a-y.” He drew the affirmative out into two extended syllables.
He continued, “You understand, the bulk of my story will be written before Friday?”
Warning her that the longer she waited, the less influence she’d have on hi
