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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 3127827" data-attributes="member: 4936">Seeing Janet's guardian, Meredith decides this isn't the moment for an interview. Besides, the woman was clearly hysterical. As for her...well, her hand shook as she went for the slim digital camera in her purse, but the gore didn't get to her too bad. Mostly she was afraid of screwing this up. A murder could be big; even in this town. And she was the only reporter here.Easy. Stay calm. Get the shots. Find out who saw what.She edged around the crowd towards the body and the crates and snaps shots of both...making sure that she gets a shot of any printing or symbols on the crates as well. She then gets a picture of the crowd, and carefully swaps memory chips...in case the cops decide to confiscate. The chip with the pictures goes into the little rip at the bottom of her purse, slipped under the lining.Now. Who to talk to? Meredith surveys the crowd, and deduces that whoever found Janet first is the next best source of information. So she swims upstream like a salmon, wiggling through the crowd until she gets to Janet and her menacing protector. As she does, she pulls her cellphone."Relax," she says to the intimidating young man. "Do you know if the police or ambulance have been called? Who is that on the floor there?" As she talks, she starts dialing the police dispatch number.(description: Meredith Rosenburg is a pretty young woman in her twenties, with russet colored hair pulled back into a tail and striking pale green eyes in a pixieish face spattered with freckles. She's dressed in a university T-shirt tucked into a pair of jeans with a dark brown purse dangling over her left arm.)</blockquote>

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