“Cassidy?” he said, his tone immediately alert. Arthur Vale, executive vice president of the legal department, didn’t mince words. He knew better than anyone what my name meant within Morrison Global, even if the family around me had chosen to forget it.
I stared at Brendan as water continued to drip from my hair. "Arthur," I said, "activate Protocol Seven."
The room changed.
Diane's mocking smile faded. Jessica lowered her glass. Brendan narrowed his eyes, searching my face for the witty remark he so desperately needed.
Arthur was silent for a moment. When he spoke again, his voice had lowered. "Cassidy, if I do that, the Morrisons could lose everything. Are you sure?"
Brendan stepped away from the table. "What is Protocol Seven?"
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