People would kill to get into the Astoria Daily, yet the governor's daughter gets a spot with a single phone call. The world truly is unfair.
Phoebe Lockwood finished gathering her things and was about to leave when she suddenly remembered something. She turned her head to look at Claire Sinclair. "You're Claire Sinclair, right? Just you wait."
After that cryptic remark, she turned and walked away.
Claire Sinclair looked utterly baffled. 'It seems like she just threatened me...'
'Seriously, when have I ever done anything to offend that woman?'
A few moments later, Henry Hartwell, the editor who had just interviewed her, walked in. He casually sat down across from her and laced his fingers together.
"Claire Sinclair, I'm afraid I have some bad news for you."
Claire Sinclair's heart sank. She asked anxiously, "Don't tell me you're not hiring me?"
