My work phone ringtone startles me right out of my dreamland. I don't remember any worse frustration. Don't get me wrong, I love my job. But seriously, it was 3 am and this would have to be the third time this week. Sometimes I wonder how I ended up here, in this small but creepy town, as the invesigative reporter for the town's only media house. Sometimes, I find myself doing all types of reporting. I constantly hear so and so is unavailable, this reporter bailed, the other one found a job in a different city...
"May? Are you there?" My boss asks, startling me yet again.
"I'm sorry. Yes. You were saying..." I urge
"There's been another murder. The cops are keeping this under wraps, but i gather it might be connected to the other one from last night " he responds.
"It's barely morning " I complain, yawning loudly. It's juicy alright but I am exhausted.
"I want the report on my desk first thing" he says and hangs up. He is ruthless. I can understand why numerous reporters have left, I will too, soon.Please remember to vote and comment 🙏 😊 ❤️
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After Dark💀
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