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    Penumbra

    “Wonderful. I want you to look into the story and get as many pictures as possible. I want to be all over this story, every inch of it. Also, look into that Helena Peabody. If this case really is classified as a murder investigation she’ll be the most affected making her the best part of the story,” Ms. Gerry stated and dismissed everyone from the room with a wave of her hand. Mark slowly stood as he watched excitied faces file out of the meeting room. They raced of toward their offices and started barking orders at the already flustered people answering phones and he hesitated in the doorway. “Something wrong, Mark?” Ms. Gerry asked.

    Mark felt the smooth handle beneath him and rubbed it with his thumb. “Are you sure I’m the right one for this? I mean, I’m not exactly experienced with this sort of thing,” he asked. Ms. Gerry’s face cracked a wide grin.

    “You’ll do fine, Mark. With your connections to this story you’ll have the readers camping out in lines to get into your column,” she assured. She continued to wave him out the door and Mark slowly walked out into the interior metropolis.

     

     

    “Thank you for coming down on such short notice, Ms. Peabody,” Officer Bryant said as he showed her a seat across from him. The interragation room was poorly lit and the light over head buzzed when the room lay silent. Helena was still in shock and only seemed to nod her head. She stared at the mirror on the other side of the room gazing at her won reflection without seeing it. She heard him speak very few words untill she heard a click then moved her head slightly to see a tape recorder in the middle of the table surrounded by a large sum of paperwork.

    “For eveidence,” Officer Bryant explained. Helena again nodded her head not drawing any connections or conclusions. “Now Ms. Peabody can you tell us where you were on the night of the incident?” he asked.

    “I was at home,” Helena managed to speak. She stared at the tape recorder and felt her heart rate increase as the whir of the machine hummed along.

    “Were you alone?” he asked. Helena again shook her head. “Please say yes or no so we can record your answer.”

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    1. WOW. Im totally diggin your story dude….2 be honest I like the other chapters better..this chapter didn’t have as much insight…but i luv it!..your a good writer thnk you 4 writing…please Keep it up. Post Soon!

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