[MD1, Miami Field Office, 5:01PM]

Sharlyn ran a hand through her hair as she pondered on how to talk with the reporter. She sighed, with a semi-tired look on her face. Reaching into her purse, she took off her glasses and put her contacts in. Much better, she thought. She looked at Newt.

"Stuck with you again, huh?" she said, not really meaning it. She grinned. "So, what's your idea on talking with this reporter? I say we act like we're reporters from another newspaper who want to know how he found out."

She shrugged.

"Only an idea. I sure hope you can come up with something better." She smiled.


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