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“Well, you goofed again!” Terri turned angrily to David as she tried to straighten her blouse from the tugging Donnelly had done to it. In the meantime David’s shoe had gotten untied and he was kneeling a few feet away trying to tie it.

“You took too long and the cops had time to look your way, you dummy!”  Terri continued. “I gave you enough time to get the camera and hide it from them, but no, I don’t understand why you didn’t react faster.” She continued overexcited. “Now how are we going to prove what we saw huh?

David stood up and stared at Terri with a calm face. “Did I say I didn’t get the film? Did I?”  Dipping into his coat jacket he grabs something small and then turns his palm over slowly opening it.  A roll of film was sitting there.  “Maybe I didn’t get the camera but I sure as hell got what was inside of it.”  A smile begins to creep on his lips.

“You sweet and adorable twit. How did you do it?  When did you have the time to yank it out of the camera?”   Terri squealed surprised with delight . 

“Well, this twit’s hands are quicker than the eye, for your information.”  Dave answered with some pride in his voice.

“Great!  Now let’s head for the Sentinel and give it to the Processing Department so’s we can look at it better. Then we can also find out who that dead woman is and where she’s from.”  Terri got excited again as she continued.

“And who killed her right?” Dave added.

Yeah, yeah.”  Terri said giving Dave a sly look. Then hurried to reach their SUV and climbed inside while Dave got into the driver’s seat and started the car stepping on the accelerator all the way down.   A loud screech was heard from the back wheels as he took off with a jolt.

“Hey kid slow down a bit.  We don’t want the cops to stop us now and give us a ticket right when we have some good proof in our hands to get our investigating going.”  Terri called out at Dave.

“Listen, don’t ever call me kid again or I’ll never help you anymore. I'm a grown man and older than you for your information. You hear me?”  David turned to Terri with an angry look.

“Fine if that’s what you want. and you're only two years older anyway." She said under her breath.  "Just get us to the Office so we can see these pictures.” Terri answered a little disturbed.  David kept driving and mumbling under his breath until finally they reached the Morning Sentinel. Terri climbed down from the SUV and headed straight for the door.

“So who’s chasing us now?  Man, are you in a hurry.” David shouted from his side.

“I just have to get this developed so we can go from there. In the meantime why don’t you head for the computer dept. and look for something that might give us a lead on the case?” Terri answered as she continued inside.

“Now I’m not only the one that takes the pictures but she’s got me investigating at the same time?” Dave began to mumble again as he walked away.   “On the other hand, this can get me to learn more about reporting since that’s what I originally want to be.” He smiled and headed for the investigation room.

Terri reached the Processing Department and went inside. The room was big. Twenty by thirty square feet and filled with all kinds of machines to process pictures faster than any other place in town. Many people were busy working and developing pictures getting them ready for the activities in the newspaper.

The Sentinel was the oldest newspaper in River Falls, and it was still owned privately by Allen P. Foster. His great grandfather had started it way back in the 1800’s when the town was beginning to grow with the cutting of trees that George Mervin began. That brought a lot of new settlers into town. Then he became very successful and built a lumber company and more stores.  Finally a school and a  hospital  was also built.   The various accidents  that kept happening  when his workers got hurt  sending the logs down the river now  could be treated there instead of going down the river to a far away town.  Doctors and nurses also began to move in making their homes in River Falls and other professionals also joined in the process.

The Sentinel was busy writing stories of the new people coming into town and more reporting to be done just to keep up with the accidents that would take place at the plant. Finally the government stepped in and  better working conditions  were  made for the workers. But accidents were always present, even though George Mervin kept a tight ship at his lumber centers.

 

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