I instantly ran out and locked my shop up before flagging down a cab to head to the television station.
I dashed into the studio and went up angrily to the receptionist. "That program. Is it here?"
She looked up at me in startlement. "Hi, what is it?"
I looked around and pointed at a television screen not far away, asking anxiously, "Where are they? That auction. Ceramic art. Is that happening here?"
The channel on the television screen switched to another program.
"Wait. You're talking about 'Treasure Time' that screens every Tuesday?" she asked with an awkward smile.
"Yes, that."
"They're not here," she answered.
"There's no way. I just saw them 20 minutes ago on the screen. I wasn't far away. Do you have a contact that I can call? They're cheaters. I am Chalk," I shouted.
"You must've misunderstood, sir. The programs we screen are all pre-recorded, so we're just screening clips from weeks ago," she explained.
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