Felicia Chapman

Mumbling, he pushed his thumb in his mouth, pulled open a drawer, and pulled out a band-aid. Gingerly applying it, Mike leaned back and glowered at his blank computer screen.

The journalist was in his cubicle at work on the second floor, and was working on an assignment his boss had given him – his new position in the local paper. He had been the top investigative journalist until mere hours ago, but following a screw-up in the handling of a maj...

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