The mini-auditorium was filled with reporters. The tension in the air was so thick that it made everyone antsy. Even the reporters who were used to disturbing situations felt their lungs constrict as they waited for Sienna's arrival.
Surprisingly, the security was as thin as a string. They were countable on their fingers.
Shouldn't Sienna have increased security around her after what happened to her family? Why did it seem the opposite?
There were barely any guards while the auditorium was packed. What was happening?
The reporters were tapping their feet anxiously while they waited for the clock to strike 3. The time seemed to run slower than ever. Seconds passed like minutes and finally, after a long agonizing wait, the minute hand pointed to 12.
Right at that moment, the door to the mini-auditorium opened and two guards, one male and one female stepped inside. They surveyed the place coldly, studying everyone as if they were criminals.
