Von fell silent. Suspending the tour would be disastrous. There was the money already tied up in the production, his agreement with Vanguard, and the twenty-six-show System quest. He couldn't afford to lose either of them.
"Nobody's announced anything yet, right?" He finally said.
"No. David's waiting for us to decide."
Von exhaled, only for the pain in his ribs to cut the breath short. The doctor reminded him to remain still before stepping outside to speak with the orthopedic team, leaving Emily beside the bed.
She watched him for a moment, then pulled her chair closer. "There's something I need to tell you. I approved the replacement equipment."
Von turned his head. "The arch?"
Emily nodded. "David wanted another inspection, but I signed off after the technicians cleared it. I should've listened to him."
Von frowned. "Em, why are you acting like you walked onstage and pushed the damn thing over?"
"Because ... if I'd listened to David, you wouldn't be here."
