Mysterious Lights in the Sky
“Bit of a quiet day huh?” Josh mumbled as he stretched out his arms behind his head.
He had been sitting at work, quiet as he sat at his desk. Josh was right though; it had been a bit of oddly quiet day. It would seem as if nobody within the Wizarding World had done anything monumentally stupid that day. At least not to the point where their firm had had to step in. Leaning forward at his desk, as he ducked from CJ’s outstretched hand.
“Quiet, you complete dumbass, don’t jinx us. Is it too much to ask that I have a quiet day at work?” CJ moaned, she had read her book too long, she didn’t regret it, not even for a second, but what she did wish was that she had been able to drink a bit more coffee.
Why did some of her co-workers not understand that she needed an additional cup of coffee to get her going in the morning?
“It would seem as if you are bound and determined to jinx us all, let’s just hope that nothing will happen.” Emily yawned, trying to mediate between her two arguing co-workers.
“I am not trying to jinx us just making a remark” Josh tried to protest, knowing that pissing off his co-workers was not a smart thing for the young intern to do.
“Ugh, you spoke too soon Josh, it seems as if something has happened that will need our immediate attention” Sam bounded into the office, showing he had been listening in. He dropped a bit of crumpled up parchment on the table in front of CJ.
“What now, is it genuinely too much to ask for us to have a quiet day!?!” CJ cried out in exasperation.
“It seems that that’s too much to ask. There was a sighting of bright lights over the shore of southern England?” Donna read over the parchment, her eyes darting over the neatly spaced words on the piece of parchment in front of her.
“Wait, bright lights? Could we simply ignore that and if anyone asks say it was fireworks? It’s close enough to Guy Fawkes night that it won’t be questioned about fireworks, that’s good right?” Toby asked as he listened to the information, his mind was whirling through some of the answers.
“No, the bright lights started around mid-day when the sun was at its brightest. We couldn’t cover that up no matter how skilled our spin was.” CJ sighed as she read through some more of the letter.
“We are going to have to ring through to one of the press officers for the BBC to try and cover up for this. Should we try to find out what happened in the first place?” Seth spoke, it was his first month on the job, so the staff was more willing to give him a chance to find his feet.
“No, we are going to go straight for the press to try and cover this up before it becomes a runaway train.” CJ sighed running his hand through her hair.
“Right, I’d better ring my cousin Huw Edwards, see if we can’t quash this story before it gets any traction.” Toby nodded before he left the large bullpen, making his way into his office.
Before he took a seat at the desk, he pulled his mobile out of his pocket and began flicking through the contacts. Lifting the phone to his ear, he listened to the dial tone and began to speak as soon as the phone was picked up on the other end.
“Hi Huw, listen, the lights over the Southern Counties of England, yeah I’m going to need you to say that it was fireworks okay?” Toby began.