“So who do we think did it?” asked Fred.
Chicago shrugged.
“Could have been a random burglary,” said an editor over the table.
Chicago chuckled. He couldn’t help it.
“It was clearly premeditated and nothing was stolen. And the door wasn’t broken into,” Chicago said.
“So, what we need to figure out is who would have wanted the mayor dead.” Martin stated.
There was a short silence. Mary leaned over in her chair.
“You don’t suppose it was a political thing,” she said across the room. “Suppose a deal gone wrong, an argument. Someone from the office.”
“Something to think about,” Martin muttered.
“And what does Features have to do with all this?” Mary asked.
“You tell us,” answered Hans.
“Well it’s a bit early for a exposé don’t you think?”
Chicago could tell this would be a long meeting.
“Well, if I’m going to be at the press conference, I’d have to leave pretty soon, so maybe we should…”
“Chicago’s right. Before we go about shooting off ideas, Hans and I need to make sure everyone here is on the same page. This story is huge and’ll only get bigger. We’ll need all eyes open. Tell your writers. Tell ‘em to call any good sources. Somebody killed the mayor and I’ll be damned if the police figure out who it was before we do.”
Chicago walked out of the meeting relieved. As the editors were deciding what angles, if any, their departments would cover, Chicago would be prepping for the conference.
Back in his office, he turned on his mounted television to the local morning news. They’d been beating the story to death already, interviewing specialists, experts and talking heads who really had no clue what they were speculating.
Still, this would be a good start. He’d jot a few names down and look for them at the conference.
“Nathan Malone,” said one of the talking heads.
“You think he could possibly be behind this?” asked the anchorman.
Chicago shrugged.
“Could have been a random burglary,” said an editor over the table.
Chicago chuckled. He couldn’t help it.
“It was clearly premeditated and nothing was stolen. And the door wasn’t broken into,” Chicago said.
“So, what we need to figure out is who would have wanted the mayor dead.” Martin stated.
There was a short silence. Mary leaned over in her chair.
“You don’t suppose it was a political thing,” she said across the room. “Suppose a deal gone wrong, an argument. Someone from the office.”
“Something to think about,” Martin muttered.
“And what does Features have to do with all this?” Mary asked.
“You tell us,” answered Hans.
“Well it’s a bit early for a exposé don’t you think?”
Chicago could tell this would be a long meeting.
“Well, if I’m going to be at the press conference, I’d have to leave pretty soon, so maybe we should…”
“Chicago’s right. Before we go about shooting off ideas, Hans and I need to make sure everyone here is on the same page. This story is huge and’ll only get bigger. We’ll need all eyes open. Tell your writers. Tell ‘em to call any good sources. Somebody killed the mayor and I’ll be damned if the police figure out who it was before we do.”
Chicago walked out of the meeting relieved. As the editors were deciding what angles, if any, their departments would cover, Chicago would be prepping for the conference.
Back in his office, he turned on his mounted television to the local morning news. They’d been beating the story to death already, interviewing specialists, experts and talking heads who really had no clue what they were speculating.
Still, this would be a good start. He’d jot a few names down and look for them at the conference.
“Nathan Malone,” said one of the talking heads.
“You think he could possibly be behind this?” asked the anchorman.