Chapter Two
Phoebe sat at her desk at the paper, distracted by worry of losing Wyatt. She let out a long, exasperated sigh as she ran a hand through her hair. Here was no way she would be able to concentrate, so she decided to pack it up for the day and go home.
She walked out of her office, her bag slung over her shoulder. But, her decision to go was changed when she saw her boss, Elise, enter the office, followed by, Phoebe guessed, the new writer for the newspaper.
Phoebe tried to sneak away, but Elise spotted her. "Phoebe, where ate you going? We have a deadline on Friday and you still haven't given me your column."
"I know, Elise, but I'm just having some problems with my nephew, so I need to get home and help… but, I promise that I will have the column on your desk by Friday." She looked at the new writer who was staring at her. "Hi, I'm Phoebe."
"Oh, hi. I'm Kira Brooks. I'm the new writer." She was a very pretty girl with long blond hair and brown eyes. She was slender, but she was also very muscular. It made Phoebe wonder why a girl like her would want to be a writer.
"Yes, well, I guessed that… What are you writing about?"
"Unexplained happenings in the San Francisco area."
Phoebe gave a surprised look. "Unexplained happenings? Really? I didn't think we had a section on that." She looked at Elise who was smiling.
"Yes, well, it's only for a few issues. It's a trial to see if the public would actually respond to this kind of thing in the city."
Phoebe nodded. "Uh-huh, well, I'd better get going. It was nice to meet you…" She paused, not remembering the girl's name.
"Kira." She said.
"Kira… right. I'll see you two tomorrow." Phoebe then left the office in a hurry, so she wouldn't be asked any more questions.
Elise just stood there, her arms crossed over her chest. "Why does she keep running off like that?"
"Well, she did say that she had to help with her nephew." Kira said.
"I know, but she has two sisters, a brother-in-law and this… kid living with her. Why is it always her who has to run off and help?" Elise was asking more to herself than to anyone else. "Well, I'll let you get to work."
Kira was then left to fend for herself. She sat at her desk, an evil smile on her face. "Hmm… the Halliwell sisters." Her grin widened as she logged onto her computer.