Brain and BrianFreya forced her way through the door and into the room. She flung her sweaty jacket over a chair as she took it off. Crossing her legs on the coffee table, she sat on the sofa and untucked her sweaty silk blouse from behind her back. She leaned back into the cushion, closed her eyes, and rested her head against it, hoping for some relief. Her mind continued to race over the events of the last 5 hours. She had tried to shoot nature and expected to get a job in the magazine. Her efforts, however, were drained. Things were simply not going her way. A chain of thoughts flooded her brain.
All of her rage was directed at Dr. Coleman. Freya realized Dr. Brian Coleman was certainly involved in some sort of illegal activity. The camera was not lying. Who is that woman whose picture
