How could this really be happening-this wasn’t 100 years ago-this was 2013, this shit wasn’t supposed to happen. There should have been someone wh... could fix this- someone who would b brave enough to prosecute, the blackmailing of her father, or trying to ‘buy’ her. But she knew that was not going to be the case for her. … She knew her father had screwed over the wrong man-someone with too much power and money for anyone to be willing to risk it all for nobodies like her and her father. She. I went to work for WWLX-TV in their news department. Fortunately, the stigma of what happened at the paper didn't follow me. As for Atkins, the news industry is a small, tight-knit group of people. His dirty deeds became known widely, including what he cost The Courier, and no one will hire him. He's still unemployed as far as I know. Last I knew, he moved to Chicago."Nathan said with obvious sensitivity, "Your coming here to apologize and explain took a lot of courage. Thank you for. Stabbing with trembling fingers she managed to hit the right keys through hot salty tears. ‘It’s Sunday morning. Bloody six am. Who is it? Speak up. Don’t bloody well wake me up and keep silent, say something. What do you want?’ His tone changed enough for her to feel he was listening after saying just one word, her name. ‘You had better come round.’ He told her. With an address scribbled onto a scrap of paper she followed the instructions to an old warehouse. It was a brick building looking. Jodie still holding onto my arm said in a half whisper ‘there both naked’ I looked again and said, ‘no there not they have sandals and hats on.’ I got a thump on the arm for that, ‘ouch’ ‘well, you know what I mean’ she said, I held her hand and we walked on, Finally finding our room I opened the door, the room was basic but had everything we would need for a holiday that would be spent mostly outdoors so I dumped both the bags on the bed and walked to the private balcony we were on the top.