14 Chapter 14

Jo nodded, enthralled. One of the combatants got in a good shot and sent her opponent staggering into a chair. Something flew from the victim’s mouth, and Jo thought it might have been a tooth. The victim didn’t go to the ground, though. She got up and, dripping blood from her mouth, seized her opponent’s perfectly coiffed hair, and brought her face down into her knee over and over again.

Simon shifted uneasily in his seat. “Should I step in?”

Jo shrugged. “Seems dangerous. You’re not being paid to break up fights between conservative media hosts.” She looked up and groaned as she saw Sarah Tremblay making her way toward her. “Just when the fight was getting good.”