It was going to be a long day for Nora but she was ready for anything as she walked into her office wearing a pair of beige pants, a black top and a pair of heels, she set her bag on the desk before settling into her chair. She would be meeting with the Journalist who was trying to cause a stair and the cleaner who acted as an insider, feeding him information about the company. She had to maintain her composure and stay in control no matter what happens today, she wasn't going to give any one of them the upper hand, especially the journalist. " why do they always have to be nosey?" She spoke only to herself and the room's emptiness, before heaving a sigh and getting to work on the papers in front of her. Thirty minutes later, she received a call from the lobby, she looked up at the computer on her desk which displayed live feeds of various CCTV cameras in her building one of which was the lobby, at the lobby stood a man whom she recognized as the Journalist, eyes still on the scree

Elnora Smith sat in her office, twirling the bugs found, between her fingers, then she abruptly got to her feet and headed out of her office, she knew what she was going to do with the bugs and the idea pleased her. An hour later, she was driving to her friend’s house, or “fortress” as she liked to call it. She had accomplished what she set out to do, if Bernard Newman wanted something to publish, then she’ll give him something. She smiled as she approached the house, when safely inside, she said to her friend “you heard and watched everything that happened right?” pointing to her computer her friend replied, “Yes, that was a lot of drama but as always you handled it just fine.” “Of course, I’m the best at these things” Nora proudly asserted, to which she received an eye roll and a playful smack on the shoulder. “Ouch, that hurt” she exclaimed, in a childlike voice. She walked over to the middle of the living room, turned on the TV, and slouched onto one of the black sofas, then