When John walked into the Salem News offices and onto the newsroom floor, he looked across the room through the glass walls of his office and spotted a stranger sitting in one of the visitor’s chairs. The man looked to be in his fifties, with short gray hair and a dark suit, but he didn’t look familiar. John glanced at several of the early arriving staffers to see if anyone was going to speak up and tell him why one of them had told a stranger it was okay to take a seat in his office when he wasn’t even there; however, everyone he made eye contact with shrugged and shook their head.
“He was already here when we got here,” one of them offered.
“He was already inside the building?” John demanded.
“Yeah.”
“How the hell did he get a key?” “He said Mrs. Lodge gave him one.”
“We’ll see abo
