Nathaniel Nathan's gaze swept around the room. "I wonder what Vera did wrong today to wind up here with Jacobs."
He was an inherently cold and detached man. While his tone had been mild just a moment ago, the instant he unleashed his aura, the temperature in the room seemed to plunge by several degrees.
Cara Preston shivered involuntarily, while Jack Judd pathetically dove straight under the table.
The chief's smile vanished. "She hasn't done anything wrong. She was just brought in along with the others. I just finished clarifying the situation and was about to send her home."
Nathaniel Nathan's icy gaze swept over Cara Preston. "Is that so? I know Jacobs has always been a fair man, and that he deals harshly with those who have malicious intent."
The chief nodded. "Of course. I'm having them write a formal self-criticism right now."
