The air was dry and hot as twenty-eight year old writer/reporter, Andrea Addington made her way, through the City traffic of Tuscon, Arizona.. Jim Watson, Owner of The Tuscon Daily Gazette and Andrea's Employer had dispatched her to Bruce Everton's Home on 4th and Elm Street for The Latest Report on His Family Owned Business; Everton Electric, there had been suspicious activities involving some of the employees at the Plant before it went up in Flames., Burning to the Ground, last evening.., Mr. Everton had asked her to come back, today as he had an appointment to speak with his insurance claims adjuster, the arson investigator and fire marshall were due to arrive at any moment..She had agreed then informed Mr. Everton she would return today for a full story.. Parking her car off the street..,she walked up the stone steps, knocked upon the solid oak door.Glancing at her watch..2:30pm. An older lady who looked to be in her mid 60's opened the door.. '' ''Yes? Can I help You?'' She asked '' Andrea introduced herself, then informed the lady she was from The Tuscon Daily Gazette and was there to speak with Mr. Everton, regarding the plant... '' He's not here., he had to make a trip to his ranch in Sonora.'' The lady said firmly, while looking Andrea over from head to toe. '' I had an appointment to speak with him today......, we...were''... The lady interrupted. '' I know nothing of an appointment.'' '' We were scheduled to meet., do you have another number where I can reach him?'' '' No, he'll not be back until the weekend.... try back then...Good Day, Madame.'' The lady all but closed the door nearly in Andrea's face.. '' Of All The Rude!''......... She left off all other adjectives.. Turning to walk back to where she had parked her car, she heard someone's laughter.. A man who appeared to be in his early thirties, cleared his throat.. '' Um, I'm sorry.... Ruby can be rude sometimes although she doesn't intend to be, she takes her job title very serious.., after Mom passed away, we went through twenty house keepers in two months.'' '' Cliff Everton; Bruce Everton is my Father.''Cliff Everton extended his hand toward Andrea's..'' Nice to meet You.''She replied. '' Likewise.'' Cliff smiled. '' I couldn't help but overhear.., You are looking for my Dad., are you a reporter?'' '' Yes, with The Tuscon Gazette.'' She offered. '' I'm getting some things together and going out to the ranch, You are welcome to ride along.'' Andrea looked at Cliff, hesitant. Once again glancing at her watch,''It isn't any problem? You are sure?'' '' Yea, I'm sure., Dad and I will welcome the company.. '' I'll need to call my boss, I'll follow you..'' Cliff smiled. '' Whatever suits you.'' '' How far is the ranch?'' she asked. Cliff had started for his pickup, he turned around. '' It's a little over 200 miles more or less from here.'' '' I'll need to stop off at a gas station.'' Andrea went back to her Dodge Shadow, buckled the safety latch, reached for her cellular phone.. '' Hello? Jim?...Andrea..., I'm headed out to Sonora, following Bruce Everton's Son; Cliff to their ranch.'' '' O.k Andie, get a good story will ya?'' '' Andrea smiled at the pet name Big Jim Watson had called her from the time she had been on staff with the Gazette 5 years ago.. '' You know me, Jim, I'll do my very best.'' '' Good, give me a call back in about.....let's say......3 hours.'' '' I'll do that...., talk to you then.'' Andrea clicked off her phone as she drove in to the gas station pumps............. To Be Continued............... How it changed my life:Hope Everyone Enjoys!! You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author: 48250 ( Click here )
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