Solo Under Fire

Stella

All I can do is watch, helpless, as Vance’s form recedes.

He’s being guided forcibly away by the firm hand of a security guard, and he’s yelling something over the din of the crowd, the announcer, and the sounds of cooking.

I can’t make out what he’s saying, but whatever it is, it’s frantic. But before I can make sense of it, a microphone is suddenly shoved in my face, and the camera block