It took an hour, maybe even two, to get through the long, grueling details of the mission they were sent on that day. At times Kasai had to stop, gather her thoughts for a moment before recounting a particularly difficult piece of the story. Other parts made her smile at the memory. After all, not everything that day had started out so bad.

Naomi nodded her head as she listened to the two women retell the story through their own eyes. Every once in a while she would interject with a question to make the details more clear for her to write down, but for the most part she kept quiet and allowed the two to run the conversation themselves. It turned out that there was in fact plenty of information here that was useful, especially for making a gripping story for the paper the next day. 

Finally, the story came to its sickening conclusion. Two barely breathing and four dead. For several moments after the ending of the story, there was a stillness around the table. Kasai stared down at the black liquid that filled the cup in her hand, reminding her of the ebony substance that took two of their friends that day. Afterwards, she would have thought her heart be as black as the coffee with grief. Luckily, though, she had Avani to save her from focusing on that sadness. 

Naomi stared at the pad in her lap. Pages were filled with notes scribbled here and there, a huge unorganized outline for the story she would go home and begin writing after she left this cafe. There were just a few more things she needed from the couple. 

"I think I have everything I need here to make a compelling story for you two. I'll be honest, after listening to all of the details I agree with wanting to get your story out. At least make the mayor squirm once people start asking questions about his morality." Naomi began to put her things away, but she pulled out a blank piece of paper and handed it to Kasai. 

"I'll have this story ready to go for print tonight. When I decide which paper to run it through, I'll give you a call. Just write down a number I can contact you at here." 

Kasai wrote down her telephone number and handed it back to the young reporter. Seemed like she wasn't so bad after all, despite Kasai's initial concerns. 

"Great. Now, one last thing. A front page story needs a front page picture to go along with it. You two mind stepping outside so we can grab a photo? Better lighting and backdrop." Naomi stood and waved over in the opposite corner of the restaurant, where a man sat wearing a similar hat to the one Naomi had on. "C'mon, Jo. Picture time." 

The man stood from his table, tossed some money down, and grabbed the large camera that apparently had been sitting next to him. Well, so much secrecy around this young reporter. Still, Kasai nodded and stood, also tossing some money on the table for her coffee. The reporter and photographer made their way outside, and Kasai waited for Avani. 

"C'mon, this was the part you were most excited about, remember?" She smiled and looked towards the door. "We can take this picture and then get out of here, unless you'd like to order more food of course." Kasai teased, but felt relieved that they had finally told someone else their story. It felt better to get it off of her chest. "We just need to wait until tomorrow and see what the public reaction is I guess." Once Avani joined her, Kasai made her way outside to pose for the photograph.