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Je suis journaliste pour le Time express et aujourd'hui j'ai décidé de plus le laisser faire et de trouver le Scoop du siècle pour enfin devenir rédacteur en chef.

Une fois arrivée au bureau du journal.

Bonjour Arnaud venez dans mon bureau vous êtes en retard.

Je me dirige vers le bureau de la direction, a l'intérieur plein de cadre avec les plus gros Scoop rédiger par la directrice du journal Madame Justine. La regardant avec un Corset noir ces cheveux noir avec des mèche bleu électrique et ça robe style gothique avec les cuissardes tout pour impressionner.

Arnaud écouter comme vous le savez votre carrière n'est pas vraiment très glorieux, mais j'ai peut-être une chance pour vous. Un de mes contacts ma parlé d'une ville où des personnes on disparu et si vous y faîte la lumière vous pourriez avoir votre premier Pulitzer. Quand dite vous ? pourquoi me donnez vous cette chance? je pense que vous pouvez trouver la réponse au mystère qui planne là bas et malgré vos échecs j'aimerais vous voir réussir parce-que je sais que vous en avez étoffe. Évidemment je pourrais donner ça a Émilie mais je pense que vous pouvez y arriver. Émilie... Oui je sais mais elle a déjà fait ces preuves à vous de faire les vôtres si ça vous convient pas la porte pour partir et toujours ouverte ces la chance de votre vie.

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