The Last Line

Part Three

Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz.

"Are you going to get that?" Chloe asked pointedly, eyeing Penny's phone as it vibrated on her desk.

"I'm sorry, is it bothering you?" Penny replied cheekily.

"Yes, but only because I want to know who has been texting you."

Penny picked up her phone and looked at the screen. Four text messages from Harry. "Just a source," she said. "I think I might have a lead on a new feature, so I've been trying to build a relationship with them." That was kind of the truth wasn't it?

"Uh huh," Chloe said, twirling a pen between her fingers. "And does this source's name rhyme with Barry Tiles?"

"Shhhh!"

"I knew it!"

The two women stared at each other over the partition that separated their desks, as Penny steeled herself for the barrage of questions Chloe was sure to hurl at her. "You want to take a walk? Get a coffee?" Chloe asked, clearly opting for discretion now that she had gotten what she was looking for from Penny.

"Yes, but you're buying."

"Deal."

When their lattes were in their hands, Penny and Chloe began their slow and strategic walk around the office park, following a carefully planned route that they knew put them out of earshot of nosy coworkers.

"So when did this happen?" Chloe asked.

"Umm..." Penny searched for an answer. "Like a couple of weeks ago, I think? We got drinks after that concert we went to."

"Yeah, you mentioned that but not the fact that he's suddenly your new best friend."

"You know he's not my best friend. I could never take that title away from you."

"I appreciate that but that doesn't explain why you didn't tell me about him."

"I didn't say anything because this just kind of...happened," Penny said.

And it had. She thought about the way she had texted him when she'd gotten home from their post-show drinks. And how he'd replied. And how when she'd woken up the next morning he'd sent her another message, this one containing a link to a country song that she hadn't heard before. She thought about how she listened to the song on repeat while she made her coffee and got ready for work, crafting the perfect response in her head as she tapped her fingers to the beat. She thought about how Harry had texted her daily since that night. And, each time she added to her notes on whatever it was Harry was working on, she tried to suppress the feelings of guilt that brewed deep inside.

"Like hell it 'just happened.'" Chloe tried to make air quotes around the coffee cup in her hands. "It wasn't that long ago that I thought I'd have to be a character witness at trial for you."

"Ha ha, but I swear! We just had a drink and talked and things progressed from there."

"Where'd you take him?"

"Seventy7."

"Your date spot?"

"My source meeting spot." Penny took a sip of her coffee.

"So, he's a source? What are you cooking up?"

Penny looked around, making sure they were far away from anyone who might be eavesdropping on their conversation. "He has a new album coming out sometime this year. Tom told me and so did Harry. And I was thinking, maybe if I got a scoop on it, it would impress Darren and would give me a better shot at landing some stories."