News at Five - Part 2 - Frank Sullivan

Frank worked in the mailroom and he was Angelica’s eyes and ears at the station. He had a crush on Angelica like most of the males that saw her. He was particularly fond of her long and muscular legs, particularly her calf muscles. In exchange for Frank’s dedication to keeping Angelica aware of situations, Angelica offered him her body when she was in need and she enjoyed every ounce of Frank’s lean and strong body. Too bad he was just a mailroom guy.

“Angelica, meet me in the cafeteria in five,” Frank snapped on Angelica’s cell phone.

In the cafeteria, Frank waited for bypassers to leave the table as he leaned over across the black and white checkered table top to talk with Angelica. His eyes were intense and he knew Angelica needed to know this information.

“Lisa and Mr. Foster were seen at Johnny’s Blues Bar on Liberty Avenue a couple of weekends ago,” said Frank.
“Really?”
“Um, hum, and they were locking lips and dancing close.”
“Anything else?”
“Yes,” Frank leaned even closer. “Sarah is going to announce her retirement in a couple of days.”
Angelica felt numb, but excited at the possibilities that lie in front of her and she almost forgot Frank was still sitting across the cornered table near the restrooms.
“Angelica?”
“Yes, Frank. I will see you Saturday night,” Angelica said while getting up from the table without looking at Frank.
“Ok. What time? What time, Angelica?”

Angelica stepped on the elevator and could only think how naïve she felt for thinking Mr. Foster would share Sarah Burns’s retirement news with her earlier than everyone else. He knew she desperately wanted that position, but she understood Lisa Proctor was the interruption. She could not wait for the weekend

Angelica found herself in front of the steps to her newly renovated brownstone and could not remember her route back home. She decided to sit on the steps to pet Mooney before she went into the warm house.

“I deserve that spot at the desk, Mooney. I deserve to present Pittsburgh’s news to its residents. From the time I was thirteen, I knew I was to be on TV giving the city its news and I will get that anchor position. I will get it,” she said while she narrowed her eyes focusing on her strategy. Mooney almost didn’t recognize his owner and began to bark with a cry snapping Angelica out of her trance.