Investigative journalists were much like detectives in their line of work, except detectives uncovered the truth behind cases to earn payment or bring criminals to justice.
Journalists, on the other hand, uncovered the truth and made it public, allowing the general public to see that side of things and indirectly gaining fame or profit.
The young Laurie was an investigative journalist. She did not even have the backing of a fixed television station. This bold woman used to run all over the place with nothing but a phone, recording what she discovered and selling it as exclusive news to whichever newspaper or TV station offered the highest price.
It was quite a free profession, even somewhat like a Mercenary in the news industry.
But a place like Kansas could not have major news every day, so she could only afford to rent a tiny place in the city and lived a very simple life.
On weekends, she would return to the town and visit her boyfriend's home. Even during the years Clark had been missing, she had been the one caring for the elderly couple.
She believed that was what family should do. Besides, even though he had been out of contact for years, she had never broken up with Clark. She simply did not know how to face him now.
What he had done in the Parallel Universe had been far too brutal, and his ability to casually blow up planets made the girl feel as though her boyfriend had become incredibly, incredibly distant.
It was not a gap in social status or wealth, but a difference in the very form of life. He was like God.
But this was not the time to think about that. She had driven to a crime scene. About half an hour earlier,