#Chapter 45: A Media Storm

Amber’s POV “I’m sorry,” I told the reporters waiting outside the hospital while I pushed through the crowd to go into work. “I don’t have any more updates at this time.” Still, the reporters continued to call out my name, asking me questions about Elder Jeffers and his family with a demanding ferocity. Didn’t they see that I was only just going to work? How could I have new answers for them when I haven’t even been here? “You’ll just have to wait for today’s briefing,” I told them, trying to be as firm but also as kind as I could, despite the many microphones being shoved into my face. Fortunately, the extra security that the new Head Healer hired spotted me through the crowd and at that moment, rushed down from standing beside the entrance. He hurried down to me, then helped make a path in the sea of reporters enough for me to sneak through. Once I was safely in the building, I let out a sigh of relief, though the flashing of camera lenses continued to follow me as photog