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10th April, BBC Television Studios, London, 4.00 a.m.
Fiona Brotherton showed her pass to the security guard at the entrance to the car park and parked her car. She smiled to herself and patted her bag where the Tommy's tape lay. Oh, yes, she was very happy. Hadn't she just got the scoop of the year? She could almost see the headlines.
FILM OF THE CENTURY! BBC Reporter, Ms Brotherton has International Rescue on film!
Fiona headed for the morning edition director's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
"Greg!" Fiona entered and looked excitedly at her boss. "Here is the exclusive film!" She handed him Tommy's tape.
Greg looked at the memo on his desk from Sir Charles Barclay-Stewart, the head of the BBC. It gave instructions concerning Fiona's tape, and had attached to it a copy of the letter that Sir Charles had received.
Sir Charles, the tape that Ms Brotherton has in her possession, has been filmed against the wishes of International Rescue. As you are aware, complete secrecy must surround these rescues, therefore this tape must be destroyed.
Greg faced Fiona across the desk. "Hm, thank you, Fiona. I will send it to the film editor, so that it can be broadcast on the morning news bulletin."
"Is it possible that a copy could be made? I did promise the owner that I would send him a copy."
Greg looked aghast, but soon recovered. Heavens, I thought that she had filmed it. He smiled and murmured, "Well, let's see how it looks first shall we?" He pressed a button on his desk, and Marcia, his Secretary entered.
"Sir?" she queried.
"Marcia, please take Ms Brotherton's film down to the film editor." He looked at her. "And hand it to Michael; he'll know what to do." Marcia smiled as she took the film, and left the room.
"Now, Ms Brotherton, would you like some coffee?"
Back at home, Fiona settled down to watch the morning news, content in the knowledge that she had some groundbreaking footage for the nation. The day's stories droned on: war in the far east, employment figures were up, and so on. But there was no mention of International Rescue or of the film she had taken. Angrily she telephoned the BBC. After explaining who she was and what she wanted, she was finally put through to the morning director.
"Greg!" she almost exploded. "Where was the news item about International Rescue, and my film of the rescue?"
Greg's sympathetic face stared back at her in the vidphone screen. "Oh, my dear, I'm so sorry. There was nothing on that film at all."
"Nothing on the film!" Fiona was furious. "But... but both Tommy and I saw what he had filmed! It was there! I know it was!"
Then realisation dawned. That dratted outfit has out-manoeuvred me! She thought for a moment, then she realised that she was completely helpless. Someone must have destroyed that film, someone working for International Rescue.. but who? She thought about Tommy. He had been so excited. She suddenly felt sorry for him. How was she going to explain? Maybe if she had allowed him to keep the tape, then possibly he could have found a way of making the contents known to the country.
Don't worry, Fiona vowed to herself. Someday, somewhere, I will get my scoop.
Post by Tawnyangel22 on 09/05/2005
  
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