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here to be a story because I found him attractive. Maybe the lingering effects of my boyfriend were still resonating with me.
    As the night wore on, I sat at my computer and did nothing but wait. My desk was once again accompanied by familiar boxes of half- eaten Chinese food and bottles of soda and water. I leaned back in my chair and called Roy.
    “ Now should be a good time…”
    I put the phone up to my ear and waited for his response.
    “Hello?”
    “ Roy. It’s Victoria.”
    “ Oh, hey, Victoria.”
    “ Well, what have you got for me?”
    “ Sorry, Victoria.”
    “ Sorry? What do you mean? Did you not follow him?”
    “ I did. But I don’t have anything for you. I waited for him outside of his building. Followed him just like you said. He just headed home.”
    “… That’s it?”
    “ That’s it. I mean, he’s got a nice house. It’s a big mansion that’s gated but—”
    “ Thanks, Roy. Maybe you just caught him on a bad night.”
    “ I’ll try again tomorrow but honestly, Victoria, I don’t think there’s anything here. I think that thing about billionaires being really eccentric is something you read about in books.”
    “ Yeah, maybe you’re right. I should probably look somewhere else for something to write about. I’ll be in the office in a few days if I can’t come up with anything.”
    “ Good luck, Victoria.”
    “ Yeah, same to you.”
    I hung my phone up in disappointment. I tossed it back onto my desk and rubbed the back of my neck. I thought it was going to be easy. Defeated, I headed over to my couch and plopped myself in front of the television. I flipped throu gh the channels in search of something to take my mind off of everything. At the same time, I looked for something to spur my imagination.
    “ There has to be something in this stupid city that needs investigating,” I muttered to myself. “I’m just not looking in the right places.”
    I was trying to make something out of nothing. And just when I thought it was going to be easy…
     
    * * *
     
    Over the next few days, I failed to come up with any ideas. The number I called didn ’t answer my phone calls. I tried using a different phone but still failed to get any response. I didn’t have any other ideas for a piece.
    I headed back to the office in search of another lead and to find out if Roy had managed to find out anything interest ing about Mr. Schrader.
    “ Victoria, what are you doing here?” Lily said as I walked by her cubicle.
    “ I’m just checking in on a few things. I think Roy might have something for me.”
    “ Twice in three days. Victoria, it’s not like you to be around here so often. If you need some help, I’ve got some things that might interest you.”
    “ Hold that thought. I might have to take you up on that offer.”
    I was hoping that I wouldn ’t have to. Lily dealt exclusively in gossip that I considered sensational. The last thing I wanted to do was write about something that I wasn’t interested in.
    I headed toward Roy ’s workstation and it was cluttered with photos and equipment like it usually was. His face was close to his monitor while he examined the image in front of him.
    “ So, what have you got for me, Roy?” I said to him.
    I leaned up against the wall of his cubicle while he spun around in his chair.
    “Victoria, I have something for you but I don’t think it’s what you’re looking for.”
    “ I’ll be the judge of that. What is it?”
    “ Well, this is what I got of him.”
    He pushed himself away from his desk and pointed at one of the monitors. There was a collection of photographs of Landon. They were much better quality than the sole image I saw earlier but they still looked like they had been t aken from a distance. Each of the photos seemed to capture a candid moment of Landon though there wasn’t anything particularly interesting about them.
    “ You took a lot of photos of him,” I said.
    “ I did. But that’s not the point. You wanted