I don't know what's with me and tears today, but they're choking me again.
"Go work on your column now."
I nod, unable to speak. This article was gonna put my name front and center. Now I'm back to being the girl they let pretend she's an investigative journalist. The rest of the office will be overjoyed. I know they call me little-brownnosing-goodie-two-shoes behind my back even though none of them do it to my face. Yet. This could change that.
"And Nicole, no mention of this in the column, is that clear?" Sam asks as I'm exiting his office.
"Fine," I mutter.
I want to beg him to give me another chance, let me fix this. But it'll likely be years before he trusts me with another high profile story after this. And I've already waited years for this one.
Back at my desk, the noise of e
