Lenora poured out her aggression on the computer in front of her, 'Jamie, that jerk I'll teach him!'
"Hey!" Her supervisor tapped her. "Don't you think the keyboard is suffering unjustly?" He asked chuckling at her huffing and flared nostrils.
Pushing her curly black hair from on top her shoulder she turned to look at her supervisor.
"Mr Son, don't you think this Jessie Marin case is strange?" She said.
"Hmmm... I guess you could say it like that. It doesn't seem to make any sense." He said. "Talking about that, her manager Tony, he said he wants to do an interview."
"Really?" She asked.
"Yeah, but the thing is that I've been dodging him now for some days." Her supervisor scratched his head.
"Why? Aren't we meant to jump on cases like this?" She asked.
"I spoke to the captain about this, he said he knows what the manager would say."
"And what's that?"
"What do you think? He'll say she was innocent and is probably being framed."
