“Like it’s not just me right. She’s definitely like why would she be googling these things. This is like the stuff we report right? You know?”
“Hmm.”
“I’m not like making it up right I just never though we’d have to call on someone. I mean I guess it’s just part of the job right.”
“Hmmm. Yeah I mean, she doesn’t seem like she’s not one of them.”
And with this he pointed to the wall where different pictures of investigative reporters were, where CIA agents were.
“Yeah that’s why I called you, could we have missed someone you know?”
“Hmm. Yeah I don’t know. You know what are the chances of ah something like you know.”
“So we calling it?”
“We’re calling it.”
The call was silent from
Imogen Howe
‘s perspective. She didn’t stir from her slumber but a domino had been pushed and there were protocols for stuff like this.
“I’ve never done it either so it’s a big day for us both.”
“I just hope.” He clears his throat. “Its not like a uh false alarm.”
