Julia shook her head. "I'm sorry to ask this, Casey, but a reporter insists on interviewing you. She's contacted Prince Industries about it daily for the past month."
Casey blinked. "Someone...wants to interview me?"
"What are you talking about?" Rylee asked. "Plenty of people want to interview the next brightest scientist who's making history."
"She's right," Julia agreed. "For some reason, they insist on getting the interview through us."
"Oh, that's probably because I ignore my mail. I hired someone to handle it for me so I could work," Casey explained. "She filters out everything except for family, friend, government, and work mail."
"I see. Well, would you like to do it? Or shall I tell her you refuse?" Julia asked.
Casey thought then shrugged. "I'll talk to her. What's her name? I'll tell my assistant to expect her email."
"Her name is Briana Bell," Julia said. "She's known to be a bit... Well..."
"Interrogative? Nosy? Exposing?" Rylee finished her sentence.
"Yes," Julia said. "Casey, if you talk to her, you have to play off questions about Prince Industries' classified information. Do you understand?"
"Of course I do! What do you take me for?" Casey scoffed. "I'm the one who prevented the secret from getting out when Jacob nearly blew our cover."
"I'm just checking," Julia reassured. "I'll tell Miss Bell you'll talk to her. Thanks Casey."
Julia walked out.
Rylee glanced over at Casey. "Hey... Be careful. I know you like to explain things, but I don't know if you can trust Briana."
Casey nodded. "I know. Don't worry, I'll handle it."
She patted her shoulder and walked out.
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OCs 4
AléatoireAfter 600 story parts across the OCs series so far, I decided to write another one. Here we go again!
