OLIVER CAGE: Return Of The Lionheart

Chapter four

Mia Stone shielded her face with her palms as her boss threw away yet another batch of stories she had written. The stories flew everywhere, and the papers scattered on the ground. She quickly bent to pick them up. The Crows Broadcasting Company where she worked was stressing her out!

"I have warned you about this story, Mia. Why do you intend to become obstinate? Your story is not credible." Her boss yelled at her.

"Sir, if you would just hear me out. I am certain that Grey Pharmaceuticals is up to something terrible. They have been involved in illicit things in the past and they keep doing it because there is no one to stop them. I am sure that this is the story that people would want to read. If only you would give it a chance." Mia said, and her boss scoffed.

"Do you even know how you sound now, Mia? Deranged. Grey's Pharmaceutical is one of the pioneers of philanthropy in the city. They have been helping people. Do you want to pick a fight against a company that good? They are fucking rich, Mia. You can't just wake up and start slandering the rich." Her boss yelled again.

"It isn't slander, sir. I know they are..." Mia started but she was cut off by her boss who walked towards her and picked up a piece of paper from the floor.

He read it and laughed at her face. Mia felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment. Her boss was not seeing the bigger picture. Then, he picked up another paper.

"'There's an inside organization known as the Table, and they engage in terrible things...' What the hell is this Mia? Is this job a joke to you?" Her boss squeezed the papers and threw them at her face. 

The paper hit her cheeks and she quickly began to massage it.

"This company has policies. You are meant to write and publish only logical, credible, and factual stories, and not some cooked-up bullshit about a table. This isn't Camelot, Mia. Wake up from your delusions and get me a story that I can actually publish!"

Her boss groaned and punched the table. Mia nodded and slowly walked out of his office. As she did, she could hear the whispers and Snickers behind her.

 The other journalists hated her because she was always so great at her job, but ever since she started bringing up Grey's pharmaceutical company, her boss had been reacting in a very violent way.

Mia knew Viktor Grey and his company were up to no good. She knew how evil they were. She knew they were despicable people, and she knew she had to bring them down.

 It did not matter if her boss wanted the story or not, she just had to get something credible and publish.

Mia's phone rang. It was Pascal, her long-time best friend.

"Hey, Pascal. How's it going? She said, trying to sound as calm as possible. But her voice cracked as she fought back tears.

"Mia, did your boss scold you again?" He asked her and she sighed.

"It's nothing." She responded.

"Maybe I should arrest him instead." Pascal threatened but Mia laughed.

Pascal was a detective, and he had been friends with Mia since their teen years.

"Still coming to dinner tonight?" She asked him.

"Yeah. I actually called to remind you. I know how you can get when you are caught up with work." Pascal told her and she smiled.

"I won't miss it. Talk to you later." 

She added and hung up.

Mia got to her desk and plugged in the flash drive which contained all of the information she had on Viktor Grey and his company. She scrolled from top to bottom, trying to see if there was something she missed, but there wasn't.

But then, she started to hear the voices again: the screams, the whispers, the gasps, and the piercing wail that always brought her back to her senses.

Mia sighed.

Viktor Grey had destroyed her life, and she was not going to stop until she destroys his.

Mia's hands sorted out the paperwork on her desk, but as she did, her eyes caught the file she had on the Lionhearts.

She pulled out the file and opened it. Her eyes roamed through it and soon settled on the name OLIVER LIONHEART. 

Mia's Curiosity was aroused. He was presumed to be dead, was he not? What if there was more to the story, she wondered.

Mia started clicking furiously on her computer's keyboard to find out if there was something she had missed. 

"If he is still alive, I have to find him. He just might be the only one who can help me in this mission." She thought out loudly as she kept typing on the keyboard.