‘This for AF news?’ Nathan’s best friend, Pete, asked. ‘You want to be part of the interview?’ ‘Me? I weren’t there that night or anything but I was at the trial. Spoke under oath and all that.’ Pete came with a beer and spread out on the sofa next to Nathan. ‘You okay with that?’ Jamie asked. Nathan was a good-looking guy, clean-shaven, dark hair and eyes, the sort that liked the camera. He had a nice apartment too, not the typical student set-up, his place was modern and the only mess seemed to come from his friend, whose bottle cap clinked as it fell on the wooden floor. The location wasn’t bad either, a five-minute walk to the infamous club, Rox Beat. Jamie and Karl, his cameraman, already had plans to get some soundbites there later that night. In fact, it was Karl that Nathan was paying attention to, watching him test the angles and adjusting the blinds for the light. Jamie asked him, again, if he was comfortable with the changes.
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