Abby

“Excuse me, I don’t mean to interrupt,” I say, offering ‘Alex’ a tense smile as I walk up to her and Anton. “I

just need to speak with Anton for a moment.”

“Um, sure,” Alex says, scribbling something else on her notepad. “Take your time.”

Throwing her another grin, I snatch Anton by the arm and signal for Karl to follow. I lead them to a

secluded corner of the kitchen, away from the prying ears of the mysterious ‘journalist’. My heart pounds

in my chest.

“Is everything okay, Abby?” Anton asks, looking a little pale. “I hope I did not say the wrong things—”

“No, Anton, you were great,” I whisper, glancing over my shoulder at Alex, who is staring at the

her notepad. “It’s the

Enter title…

“A fake?” Anton asks.

his phone and scrolls through it rapidly. “Hang on. Let

hand where he had scribbled Alex’s

and the paper for a few moments, his face slowly losing

god. This isn’t

good?” Anton’s eyes are

gave you, Abby, isn’t the

can feel the tension

the wrong link,” Karl

that looks eerily similar to a locally renowned journalism site is

It looks like the real site, doesn’t

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