Godzilla Returns Read Online Free
Author: Marc Cerasini
Gaijin' to the newsroom. He's -" Nick fell silent as three gorgeous young Japanese women in short skirts and perfect makeup slipped past them, leaving a trail of delightful perfume lingering behind.
Brian cleared his throat. "You were saying?" he said as the three women took seats at the bar and turned their backs to them. Nick, his eyes occasionally straying to the hot young ladies, continued.
"Endicott's the chief of the Tokyo news bureau," Nick said. "He's a dork, plain and simple."
"I gather you don't like him," Brian said.
"I don't think he likes me . I just had my fourth story in a month rejected tonight."
"I'm sorry," Brian said sympathetically.
"It was a good one, too. Two years ago, a Russian nuclear submarine sank off the coast of japan, in very deep water -"
"What was a Russian submarine doing there?" Brian interrupted.
"Well, the French were conducting nuclear tests in the South Pacific at the time. And the Chinese had war games, too. The sub was probably observing one or both events - but that ain't the point." Nick took a deep breath.
"The point is that there was a big splash a couple of weeks ago about the deep-sea retrieval research being done by Dr. Ishido in the area where the sub sank. The project is called Sea Base One -"
"Yeah, so?" Brian butted in.
"So Dr. Ishido and his team just packed up and sailed for home today - six months early, with absolutely no explanation. There's a total news blackout!"
"I don't get it," Brian confessed.
"I've been covering the Sea Base One story - as much as Endicott will let me cover it, anyway - and let me tell you, something funny is going on." Nick took a breath.
"Three days ago, they reported finding what they thought was the Russian sub's reactor core. Then came the news blackout. Now the whole team is sailing back to Japan - and the whole Sea Base One program is canceled, or postponed, or something!"
Nick looked at Brian. "I got the inside track on this story. Not even Max Hulse, INN's so-called science correspondent, knows what I know." Nick lowered his voice. "They found something," he said ominously.
"Like?" Brian asked eagerly.
" That I don't know," Nick admitted. "Maybe evidence that the sub was sunk by the Chinese or the French. Maybe radioactive damage of monumental proportions. I really don't know." Nick threw up his hands. Then his eyes narrowed, and he stared off into space.
"But I smell a story," he muttered. "And Everett P. Endicott took me off the assignment." There was bitterness in his voice.
Then he shook his head. "Ah, don't worry about it. We are young, we are free, let's have fun, dinner's on me..."
"It's all right!" They both sang the Supergrass tune in unison, then laughed. The three ladies glanced their way, but Brian and Nick were so busy laughing, they didn't notice.
After that, Nick passed on the latest newsroom gossip. There were new Chinese war games beginning off the coast of Taiwan. Threats of trade sanctions against Japan over an insurance industry dispute. And something else.
"Something big is up." Nick said mysteriously. "I can smell it. Some hot, breaking story is brewing. Something even bigger than Sea Base One."
Brian, whose field of vision had strayed during Nick's news update, tore his eyes away from the three Japanese women. "How do you know it's something big?" he asked.
Nick smiled knowingly. "Endicott was in the conference room with some bigwig field reporters. Nobody would talk to me, which is another sure sign something's up. They never tell us interns anything. We'll learn what's going on when the world does," he concluded.
Then he began telling Brian what kind of work he would be doing for the Independent News Network. This was Nick's second internship to Japan, so he was something of an expert, at least in his own mind.
"In the first month, you'll be doing boring stuff," Nick informed Brian. "The three Fs, mostly."
"The three Fs?" Brian asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Filing, fact-checking, and
Brian cleared his throat. "You were saying?" he said as the three women took seats at the bar and turned their backs to them. Nick, his eyes occasionally straying to the hot young ladies, continued.
"Endicott's the chief of the Tokyo news bureau," Nick said. "He's a dork, plain and simple."
"I gather you don't like him," Brian said.
"I don't think he likes me . I just had my fourth story in a month rejected tonight."
"I'm sorry," Brian said sympathetically.
"It was a good one, too. Two years ago, a Russian nuclear submarine sank off the coast of japan, in very deep water -"
"What was a Russian submarine doing there?" Brian interrupted.
"Well, the French were conducting nuclear tests in the South Pacific at the time. And the Chinese had war games, too. The sub was probably observing one or both events - but that ain't the point." Nick took a deep breath.
"The point is that there was a big splash a couple of weeks ago about the deep-sea retrieval research being done by Dr. Ishido in the area where the sub sank. The project is called Sea Base One -"
"Yeah, so?" Brian butted in.
"So Dr. Ishido and his team just packed up and sailed for home today - six months early, with absolutely no explanation. There's a total news blackout!"
"I don't get it," Brian confessed.
"I've been covering the Sea Base One story - as much as Endicott will let me cover it, anyway - and let me tell you, something funny is going on." Nick took a breath.
"Three days ago, they reported finding what they thought was the Russian sub's reactor core. Then came the news blackout. Now the whole team is sailing back to Japan - and the whole Sea Base One program is canceled, or postponed, or something!"
Nick looked at Brian. "I got the inside track on this story. Not even Max Hulse, INN's so-called science correspondent, knows what I know." Nick lowered his voice. "They found something," he said ominously.
"Like?" Brian asked eagerly.
" That I don't know," Nick admitted. "Maybe evidence that the sub was sunk by the Chinese or the French. Maybe radioactive damage of monumental proportions. I really don't know." Nick threw up his hands. Then his eyes narrowed, and he stared off into space.
"But I smell a story," he muttered. "And Everett P. Endicott took me off the assignment." There was bitterness in his voice.
Then he shook his head. "Ah, don't worry about it. We are young, we are free, let's have fun, dinner's on me..."
"It's all right!" They both sang the Supergrass tune in unison, then laughed. The three ladies glanced their way, but Brian and Nick were so busy laughing, they didn't notice.
After that, Nick passed on the latest newsroom gossip. There were new Chinese war games beginning off the coast of Taiwan. Threats of trade sanctions against Japan over an insurance industry dispute. And something else.
"Something big is up." Nick said mysteriously. "I can smell it. Some hot, breaking story is brewing. Something even bigger than Sea Base One."
Brian, whose field of vision had strayed during Nick's news update, tore his eyes away from the three Japanese women. "How do you know it's something big?" he asked.
Nick smiled knowingly. "Endicott was in the conference room with some bigwig field reporters. Nobody would talk to me, which is another sure sign something's up. They never tell us interns anything. We'll learn what's going on when the world does," he concluded.
Then he began telling Brian what kind of work he would be doing for the Independent News Network. This was Nick's second internship to Japan, so he was something of an expert, at least in his own mind.
"In the first month, you'll be doing boring stuff," Nick informed Brian. "The three Fs, mostly."
"The three Fs?" Brian asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Filing, fact-checking, and
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