The Reporter
“The Reporter”
The telegram from his editor was clear. He needed to file copy by midnight. He threw his scarf down; poured himself a massive slug of bourbon; lit a cigarette and got to work. He started to type up the story of the gangland killings that would expose gangster and police chief alike. Suddenly, the phone rang. A familiar voice: asking to meet him urgently in the bagel bakery opposite. He left the desk and headed out. He never returned.
(Thanks to Ian Coombs for loan of most of the props)
The Reporter
“The Reporter”
The telegram from his editor was clear. He needed to file copy by midnight. He threw his scarf down; poured himself a massive slug of bourbon; lit a cigarette and got to work. He started to type up the story of the gangland killings that would expose gangster and police chief alike. Suddenly, the phone rang. A familiar voice: asking to meet him urgently in the bagel bakery opposite. He left the desk and headed out. He never returned.
(Thanks to Ian Coombs for loan of most of the props)