Lenora stepped out of her Jeep, it was eight in the morning and she was standing in front of her interviewee's house. Since this investigation was on the down low she couldn't have a crew. So she made sure her recorder was in hand, her pepper spray cause you could never be too safe and her phone dialed with the emergency number already. She walked to the door and rang on the door bell.
"Yes?" A small voice answered from the intercom and she turned to face it.
"Good morning, I'm Lenora Hastings from NTP news station. I'm here to interview Tony Romero." She said curtly.
"That's my dad." The voice replied.
"Oh... is he here?" She asked.
"Yhup, he's always here these days" The voice chirped.
"Great... can you tell your dad that I'm here for him" Lenora said.
"Sure thing ma'am." She said.
"Wait, I'm not a ma... Oh whatever she's gone." Lenora smiled.
