Page 46 of Puck Me Secretly

“What was he saying?”

“You saw the tape.”

I walked over to the TV and pulled up the PVR. Our office recorded and catalogued all sports channels on a nightly basis.

“This is what we saw on the news.”

Max came to stand beside me.

The film showed Max and Katrina walk up to the restaurant.

The next clip was the reporter shouting, “You owe the public answers.”

Max moved forward and shoved the reporter hard against thecameraman. You could hear Max say, “I’ll kill you.” The view of the camera went towards the sky and the film ended.

Max stared at the television. “That’s not what happened.”

“What do you mean?”

“The guy was in my face and he was saying shit. They cut so much out.”

“They do that.”

“That doesn’t even show the truth.”

I debated our options. “Did you tell anyone that your media ban had ended?”

“What? No.”

“How did the reporter know that you’d be at that restaurant?”

He ran his fingers through his thick hair. “I don’t know.”

I narrowed my eyes.

His eyes widened. “Are you suggesting that Katrina had something to do with this?”

“She’s the one pushing to get you in front of a camera.”

“Fuck.”

“Max, you need to learn to control yourself around these reporters.”

“I know.”

“You say that but look at the shit storm you’re in.”

He sounded pissed. “I said I know.”

“Yet you still got into an altercation.”

“You had to be there, okay?”

“Go home. Get some sleep. Go to practice. Don’t talk to the media. Let me handle this.”

“Rory.”

“I mean it. I’ll handle all of this, but going forward, I need your compliance.”

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