Zack, the key to Bitsey's freedom.
Chapter 1
The days after Bitsey had seen what really happened in Constance's death, she was really emotional. Everybody could tell was something wrong, especially Zack.
Zack had liked Bitsey ever since he had become an intern at News-magazine. Her walk, her talk, and the way she figured things out just intrigued Zack, although he was never going to show that. He may have been a little soft when they had watched the tape that hung in Bitsey's hotel room, but she had needed him at that moment. Zack decided that he was going to go talk to Bitsey, maybe even get the courage to ask her out.
"Bitsey," Zack whispered as he knocked on her office door.
Bitsey wiped the tears from her cheeks as she noticed him.
"Hi Zack," she sniffed.
"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to go somewhere after work to talk about whatever the hell is bothering you."
"Nothing is bothering me, why would you say that," Bitsey responded, not looking at Zack.
Zack went over to Bitsey, and knelt down.
"Bitsey, I'm not an idiot."
She giggled at the comment.
He continued, "You haven't been yourself ever since the day Gale was executed. Please tell me what is going on."
Bitsey looked up at Zack. Did he actually care what was going on with her?
"I can't tell you here, we need to go somewhere later." Bitsey finally replied, "but we need to go somewhere with a VCR, how about my house?"
"Um, sure, yeah, I can do that. What time?"
"How about right after work?" Bitsey suggested.
"Sure. Meet me out front, okay?"
"Okay. See you later Zack."
"Bye."
Zack got up and left the room.