
Jeff and Dana tried reasoning with him, but it had no effect. Maybe he needs professional help, Dana thought. She had no idea of the terrible fears that plagued Kemal.
The WTN evening news was on the air. Richard Melton, Dana's personable co-anchor, and Jeff Connors were seated beside her.
Dana Evans was saying, «…and in foreign news, France and England are still locking horns over mad cow disease. Here is Renй Linaud reporting from Rheims.»
In the control booth, the director, Anastasia Mann, ordered, «Go to remote.»
A scene in the French countryside flashed on the television screens.
The studio door opened and a group of men came in and approached the anchor desk.
Everyone looked up. Tom Hawkins, the ambitious young producer of the evening news, said, «Dana, you know Gary Winthrop.»
«Of course.»
In person, Gary Winthrop was even more handsome than in photographs. He was in his forties, with bright blue eyes, a warm smile, and enormous charm.
«We meet again, Dana. Thanks for inviting me.»
«I appreciate your coming.»
Dana looked around. Half a dozen secretaries had suddenly found urgent reasons to be in the studio. Gary Winthrop must be used to that, Dana thought, amused.
«Your segment is coming up in a few minutes. Why don't you sit here next to me? This is Richard Melton.» The two men shook hands. «You know Jeff Connors, don't you?»
«You bet I do. You should be out there pitching, Jeff, instead of talking about the game.»
«I wish I could,» Jeff said ruefully.
The remote from France came to an end and they switched to a commercial. Gary Winthrop sat down and watched as the commercial ended.
