Technically I wrote this in my creative writing class last fall but, the character was a lot of fun to work with. It started out with having to create a story based on magazine clippings. The first picture I picked up was of a bunch of older guys and one young guy all looking at something out of view. Another was of an older gentlemen watching what looked like a race hoarse, and the third picture was of prosthetic legs and arms.
Here be Part 1
"Here is your payment." Said the older man as he passed a thick envelope. "Make sure you keep your word. I can't have any information spreading across the front page of the Kenton Times. Lives could be at stake, as well as my reputation." The man straightened his tie and buttoned is vest.
Footsteps echoed in the distance and the younger man made sure of the amount, both men cautious of their surroundings. "Don't work about anything, Mr. Senator. Everything will be taken care of discretely."
The senator shrugged and left for home. As he sauntered through his front door his wife met him, "How was your day at the office?" She asked.
He set his key on a coffee table and hung his coat saying, "Well, very well, my darling Anita."
"Splendid." She replied, "Oh, don't forget we are going to the race track tomorrow." With a kiss on the cheek, Anita rushed happily out the door.
The ringing of phones filled the room as Justin entered through the double doors of the newsroom. Clerks and secretaries rushed in every direction nearly knocking Justin off his feet. he climbed his way through to the editor's office and seeming knocked over a cup of coffee on one of the reporter's desks.
"Aw shoot. What'd you do that for?" said the repeater loudly as he stood from his desk and towered over Justin. "Now I gotta get new coffee." He leaned forward and put both his hands flat on his desk. "You got a lot a nerve."
"I apologize sir," Justin said gripping his cap off his head "my intention was not to ruin your coffee, or your work. It's my first day and I only wanted to get to the editor. I'm a reporter and I want to get started right away." He put his cap back on his head and held out his hand, "Vos, Mr. Justin Vos."
"The reporter looked Justin up and down in disappointment of the scrawny, no talent kid. "Reporter, eh? Well the editor is out to lunch. Won't be back till three o'clock."
Justin's shoulder fell but the reported came around and patted him on the back holding his other hand up to his chest. "I'm Jack. Welcome to the Kenton Times. I'll be your tour guide while the editor is out. Let me show you around.".....
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