and Miss Anonymous @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Chapter 24 It was six thirty when Tessie settled her bulk into her chair at the Chronicle. She looked up to see her boss approaching her office. “Nice to see you, Tess. I was starting to think you wandered off the reservation. The last time I looked you were on salary, but no one has been sitting in your office. And, need I remind you that you’re the only one who actually has an office at this paper besides me? An office with a window.” Harry Newton was a big guy with a mess of snow-white hair that was too long to be fashionable. Topping the scales at 240, he was never creased or pressed, and there were always ink stains on his shirt and hands. He had the shrewdest eyes in the business and the best nose for news of anyone Tessie had ever come across. She liked him, but more important, she respected him. “Harry, Harry, Harry! I’m working on my third Pulitzer. I am also in love… Well, that might not be quite accurate but I am smitten with one of the opposite sex.
