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

and scribbling furiously on her notepad. “It’s the

Enter title…

“A fake?” Anton asks.

takes out his phone and scrolls through it rapidly. “Hang on. Let me check something real

of paper from my hand where he had

few moments, his face slowly losing even more

god. This

not good?” Anton’s eyes

gave you, Abby, isn’t the

tension knotting up in my

have clicked the wrong link,” Karl confesses, showing

similar to a locally renowned journalism site

It looks like the real

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