Post by Brody Tucker on Feb 8, 2009 5:09:56 GMT -5
Des Plaines, Ill --- Brody Tucker was a nothing more than a caffeine fueled machine in her hotel room as she kept making her final preparations for the next day. As she finished typing up the last page of her notes she made the call to her editor.
“Carrie?”
“Hey, it's Brody. I think we're in good shape. Everything's set up now. I think I've put in enough face time with people here to get what I needed. Ashley was surprisingly helpful.”
“No, really she was great. Didn't have a problem with anything. Even when I told her what was going on. Stupid me, mentioning your joke. Anyway, I got lots of stuff from her on the record. I think it's all usable. Her training, doing some appearances and all. Plus some color from the other Debs. I'm sure we can talk about more before I file.”
“I think your read was right. It's a win at all costs kind of thing that just went out of hand. But the thing is she doesn't care. No remorse. No pity. Not even fear of punishment for any of this. That's the kind of stuff that got her where she is though. Selling out everything to get to the top. Don't know how we want to spin that.”
“I'll be there for Exodus. Front row actually, courtesy of the champ. I'll probably be on camera the whole time so I'll be sure to wave in between all the furious note-taking.”
“Don't worry, I think it's going to be mind blowing.”
She turned off her cell phone and let her head hit the pillow. “I'll be glad when this is over with.”
“Carrie?”
“Hey, it's Brody. I think we're in good shape. Everything's set up now. I think I've put in enough face time with people here to get what I needed. Ashley was surprisingly helpful.”
“No, really she was great. Didn't have a problem with anything. Even when I told her what was going on. Stupid me, mentioning your joke. Anyway, I got lots of stuff from her on the record. I think it's all usable. Her training, doing some appearances and all. Plus some color from the other Debs. I'm sure we can talk about more before I file.”
“I think your read was right. It's a win at all costs kind of thing that just went out of hand. But the thing is she doesn't care. No remorse. No pity. Not even fear of punishment for any of this. That's the kind of stuff that got her where she is though. Selling out everything to get to the top. Don't know how we want to spin that.”
“I'll be there for Exodus. Front row actually, courtesy of the champ. I'll probably be on camera the whole time so I'll be sure to wave in between all the furious note-taking.”
“Don't worry, I think it's going to be mind blowing.”
She turned off her cell phone and let her head hit the pillow. “I'll be glad when this is over with.”