"What's happening?" I yelled out into the microphone, but no one paid any attention to me as all eyes were now on the site of the commotion.
Subconsciously, I glanced at Phoebe who seemed just as confused as me, trying to get a glimpse of what was happening.
But before I could do anything, Negan rushed up to her and placed an arm around her shoulder, trying to get her away from the ensuing chaos.
My fists clenched at the sight.
"Sir!" A female voice that I recognized instantly as my assistant suddenly called from the audience.
Lyra climbed the stairs, reaching my position with a few men from my guard detail.
"What's the meaning of this, Lyra?" I snapped, my teeth gritted with frustration.
People were fleeing their seats, either trying to see what was going on or trying to make their way to the exit.
Suddenly, another shrill scream sounded around the hall, causing my heart to sink.
