Ashton fucking Wright!

In about twenty minutes, the first five vans arrive with their photographers and reporters prepping up.

Hank throws a wide smile and rare thumbs up to the officer who he had put in charge of reaching the reporters. Apparently, he did his job quite well... Hank stands up from the chair in the car, stretching slightly just as two more vans pull into the garage lot.

As they see him, they crowd around him, all their questions on the top of their tongues.

He immediately holds out his palms, stopping them from speaking before he does. "Thanks for coming. What I want to share with you all now is pretty important. So, is there any channel here that's going to be doing it live?" He asks, managing to keep the pompousity out of his voice.

Two reporters raise their hands.

He motions them forward, pushing the other back with a wave of his hand. "So, you're going to be having me live?"

"Yes sir..." The first one responds, pushing ahead. "The late morning news has started and this will be the third