#Chapter 56: My First Press Conference

No way! Are you kidding? My mind screamed.

"I, uh, sure?"

The room was emptying out around us, though Sally was lingering.

Charles was grinning at me. "You don't have to say anything. Just look serious and formidable."

"That may be a stretch," Sally said, coming over to us. "She's got a rare beautiful but sweet face."

"Thank you," I said, looking down, feeling myself blush. "I think?"

"Charles," Sally said. "Are you sure it's a good idea to put her face out there? Might it not put her in more danger?"

Charles thought about it, his blue eyes looking at me with worry.

"What do you think, Elena? Ultimately it's up to you."

I paused. "I think anyone who is unhappy about my reporting already knows what I look like. The person following me is testimony to that."

"Someone is following you?" Sally said, aghast.

"Maybe," I said. "We aren't sure yet but in any case, my identity is already out there. If I'm seen and known by the larger public, though, maybe it will protect me in a way? A random