Chapter Eight: Storm Incoming

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"Wouldn't you have done it for (Y/n)?,"- Neil Prescott

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"Wouldn't you have done it for (Y/n)?,"- Neil Prescott

8

Gale Weathers is truly an enigma to behold. After all the chasing, reporting and writing she did to get to the top, you'd think she wouldn't lose her sense of morality like she promised herself years ago. But here she was years later, doing anything she could to get that rush of fame each time a camera was shoved in her face. A report of the latest scandal, murder, or national disaster for all of the country's ears to hear.

    She jumped through many loops in order to get the latest scoop or simply the smallest bit of information to get the recognition she deserves. It hurt many people along the way , somewhat hurting family and even her own previous relationships she had to leave in the dust.

Things started to shift for herself the moment the Woodsboro scandals started to hit the fan. She could remember herself years ago sitting in the office trying to start her career instead of being a mere assistant to a reporter that had so much to say about her. The man had experience she would give him that, but the open mind and hustle wasn't there. She learned quickly his sources ran from other peoples reports and gave money in order to deliver the latest scoop. He even sometimes stole the headlines from his colleagues, one she had even dated briefly before he quit out of sheer frustration and humiliation. Not that she minded though the guy never believed she would be a reporter anyway.

Pretty faces belong on arms, not delivering gruesome news.

Gale considered it years ago when her gut told her to head down to the murder scene, that morning when the bodies were found in the alley way. At first she wanted to rule it as a racist crime like many others amongst the U.S., but it just seemed too quick and easy and the placement of the two were so off. Mr (L/n) was laid on his side bleeding from the neck while his wife was slumped against the wall. The best guess from the blood in  the wife's hands she was trying to help her husband apply pressure only for her to get shot in the stomach as well. Their wallets and personal belongings were removed from their bodies not to be found but at the same time there was a gun found in the forest not too far from the restaurants and shops in the area. They wanted to rule it a coincidence until they found out the gun was covered in Mrs (L/n)'s own blood, meaning one thing.

A struggle.

The woman didn't go down without a fight. There had to have been evidence left behind through fingerprints or something at the scene. But the police got lazy and decided to call the case an armed robbery instead of thinking of talking to people as suspects.

Gale decided to do an investigation on her own in retaliation, questioning everyone that had seen the loving spouses before their demise that night. The only thing she had found out was that Mr (L/n) was planning on buying one of the  buildings to create his own barber shop for his people and a salon attached to it for his wife to run as well. The community seemed heartbroken at the news. And she was too, great talent and great people meeting a demise that wasn't fitting.

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