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Edna pressed the phone to her chest "Two guys fro Actually, the reporter was killed The producer, John Ryan, is in critical condition " She went back to her call "What was the reporters name?"

Tully drew in a sharp breath All she could think was: Johnny She closed her eyes, but it didnt help; in the darkness she collected a dozen painfulabout her futuredancing at that ridiculous nightclub in the seedy part of don all those years agoseeing him look at Marah for the first ti to her feet "I have to go "

Edna looked up at her, mouthed, "What is it?"

She could barely form the words; they burned her mouth "Johnny Ryan is my best friends husband "

"Really?" Edna looked at her, then said into the phone, "Maury, put Tully on the story She has an in Ill call you back," and hung up "Sit down, Tully "

Nuiven out anyway Thoseher "I need to help Katie," she muttered

"Its a big story, Tully," Edna said

Tully waved that off impatiently "I dont care about that Shes my best friend "

"Dont care?" Edna said sharply "Oh, you care Everyone wants this assignment, but you have an in Do you knohat that means?"

Tully frowned, trying to switch gears fro, to make this about her career "I dont know "

"Then youre not the woet an exclusive and comfort your friend?"

Tully thought about that "When you put it that way"

"What other way is there? You can get an interview that no one else will have A thing like this will put you on the et you the news nook "

Tully couldnt help but be seduced by that The news nook was a desk on the est news stories were covered The recognition factor for anyone assigned there was high Daily national exposure Several people had made the jump fro while Im there "

"Exactly " Edna picked up the phone and dialed the nuood as done Ill vouch for her " When she hung up, Ednas look was steely "Dont let me down "