Link's car emerged from Beverly Hills, and the paparazzi swarmed it like hyenas scenting blood, a larger crowd than before.
The paparazzi, reckless of their own safety, stood in front of the car to block it, some surrounded the vehicle, and their palms beating against the window glass was deafening.
Fortunately, the windows were bulletproof, otherwise they would have been shattered by now.
Wallace glanced at Link via the rearview mirror; Link was sitting in the back with his eyes closed, not uttering a word.
Bob kept honking the horn, and the shrill sound made many of the paparazzi back off, but a stubborn few remained in front of the car, clearly not willing to let them go without a story.
The standoff lasted three or four minutes, until the local patrol officers arrived, drew their handguns, and ordered the paparazzi to retreat, allowing the car to return to the main roads of the city.