Julian’s POV
I stood behind Tony and off to the side as he stepped up to the microphone to give his speech. We were on a small constructed stage outside of the jail, and from this vantage point, all of the press as well as the crowd could see us.
I looked down at the faces in the crowd, but they were many. They all blended in together. I had trouble picking any one individual out, though at a glance, I was certain I saw a few that were familiar to me.
My biggest concern in this moment was still what Tony was going to say. As he stepped up to the microphone, I braced myself, not sure what to expect.
“Is this thing on?” he asked. “Can everyone hear me okay?”
There was some cheering, especially from people in the back of the crowd.
“Oh. Good,” he said. “In that case, let’s get this thin
