The List A Novel (Karin Tanabe) by Karin Tanabe

Author:Karin Tanabe
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Washington Square Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

When Hardy and then Upton had saluted my work on the James Franco story, it was the first time I had ever gotten a pat on the back at the Capitolist. Most of the time, the higher-ups only talked to you if you had done something wrong, or as in Nicholas’s case, advising you to seek employment elsewhere. You were expected to put your nose to the grindstone and never come up for air, let alone compliments and praise.

But when my first big story broke and I had my hand metaphorically shaken by the top brass, I felt my perspective on the place change. So what if they wanted to use up my youth and energy and spit me out? It’s not like they tried to pretend they were anything but a sweatshop. I knew that if I made it over a year, I would come out alive and with a bigger name than I had when I went in. But I began to see that if I decided to go forward with the Olivia story, and if the paper picked me and my scoop over her, my career would be set.

I had never met a woman like Olivia before: one who pushed everyone and everything aside for the sake of success. Girls like her weren’t at sisterhood-loving Wellesley, and they certainly weren’t at Town & Country. She was either going to beat us all or crash and burn. And I had the power to make her burn. If I exposed her affair with Stanton, everyone in the Capitolist newsroom would actually know my name. I wouldn’t just be the tall blond girl in the back of the room who came from some fashion magazine and smiled too much. I, like Christine, would be the subject of one of Upton’s ridiculous staff-wide announcements.

It was the end of spring, which meant Congress was constantly in session, the White House was buzzing and Olivia was almost never in the office. She passed through our building only for reporters’ meetings. When she came in, I tried to read her; but as far as I could tell, I was invisible to her.

I had started writing some drafts of what I’d seen that night in Middleburg and the other times I’d spotted Olivia and Stanton together, but I still couldn’t fit the pieces of the puzzle together—and now I didn’t think I could without Sandro. I’d been avoiding this for the last month—I didn’t want to further fuel my obsession. But it was time for the cyber-stalk to begin. I entered his name into Google, took a deep breath, and smacked the return key.

I found a mug shot, which luckily wasn’t his. I found a few genealogy trees and decided he was definitely Mexican. And then, after a few days of searching and being thankful to have a LexisNexis account and a telephone with a blocked number function, I saw his name and picture on a committee website for the Organization of American States,

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