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“Can you please connect me with Liz Martinez? I’m Ricky Gold. She’s expecting my call.”
“Sure, Mr. Gold. Please give me one second. I’m her colleague. She just stepped away from her desk. She should be back in one minute.”
“No rush. I appreciate your help.”
“Ricky, how’s it going?”
“Hey, Liz. How’re you? I have a great story for you. Can we meet in person? I’d rather talk over coffee than over the phone.”
“Can you meet me on the corner outside of the New York Times building?”
“Of course. I can be there in thirty minutes. Does that work for you?”
“Sounds great. See you soon.”
I felt a tingling feeling rush through my body because I was so excited to fight for justice and stick it to the NYPD.
“Maria, I’ll be back in two hours. Can you push my one o’clock back?”
“Sounds good, M
