“Anyway, I’m hanging up now,” Logan tells the hosts. “I’m pretty sure I can take it from here.” The line cuts off, and I shoot a panicky glance at the switchboard. Shit. The show is still on the air. I’m supposed to put on the next caller. To my relief, Morris appears, giving Logan a friendly thump on the arm as he hurries into the producer’s booth. “Go,” Morris orders. “I’ll cover the rest of the show.” “Are you sure?”
