[One hour ago…]
"Holy shit… Cassandra is not getting out of that prison."
Penny's mouth gaped as she stared at the article with wide eyes. For a second, she couldn't believe what she had just figured out.
The answer had been in front of her all along, but it took her an entire night to make the connection.
It wasn't a direct link, but the goal was similar—perhaps even better.
"I need to check something," she muttered, pushing herself up.
She didn't idle. Storming out of the office, she headed toward the elevator—only to find her four assistants already standing in front of it.
"Penny!" Patricia chimed. "Are you going home too? Want to join us for dinner—?"
"Get on the other one," Penny cut in, jumping into the elevator that coincidentally opened beside them.
