"Clues," she murmured, her tone thoughtful. "And answers to a few questions."
Davis nodded, his interest piqued as he turned back to the screen, waiting to see what she would uncover.
Jessica's eyes remained fixed on the television screen, watching as the attendees of the press conference trickled out in twos and threes, their conversations lively with chatter and laughter.
Some paparazzi rushed to upload the conference's outcome onto their websites—it was always a race, as the first to break the news would draw the largest audience. Others, determined to catch any lingering drama, remained at the venue, their cameras still rolling.
Davis sat silently beside Jessica, his gaze never leaving the screen. He had no idea what she was searching for, nor the parameters she was using to filter through the sea of faces, but he stayed, choosing to accompany her rather than let curiosity gnaw at him. Besides, he preferred being by her side while waiting for Richard's response.
