Hayes Edwards clung to the door frame, "No, there's still a crowd downstairs, are you going to feed me to the wolves? Hannah, I'm not going!"
He glanced over Jack Stewart to where Hannah was still sitting on the sofa.
Begging for help.
"Hannah, you said I could stay here."
Jack gave him a shove, "What Hannah? Hurry up and go. If you don't want to go downstairs, just squat in the stairwell. It's empty there."
Hayes accused, "You're leaving me to die."
Jack nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I'm leaving you to die. Get back to where you came from. Hannah just joined the crew, I don't want her to get caught up in any scandals."
Hayes spoke, "At least let me put on my hat and mask, okay?"
Wouldn't it be a given for him to be photographed in his current state?
If he was caught outside Hannah's room, Hannah would definitely be implicated as well.
Jack thought about it, indeed that made sense.
