I was wrong. On so many counts, but so very, very wrong on at least one important fact. The Canadian geese I'd heard weren't even animals. Unless I counted those of the two legged variety.
"MS. CHASE! MS. CHASE. OVER HERE!" a woman yelled, a microphone in her hand. A man at her back with a huge camera settled on his shoulder.
I think I would have been okay had it only been the one reporter. But I just wasn't that lucky. No. There were at least two dozen of them.
I huddled into Ryker's shoulder as he bulldozed his way through the crowd. The police made a small tunnel for us to escape through. But even then the reporters shoved their cameras and microphones in my face.
I took an elbow to the temple as one of the rowdy newscasters tried to topple an officer. Ryker's roar of outrage br
