'That old fart…'
Cassie clenched her jaw as she put all of her focus on keeping her face still.
The clan's patriarch had already left the premises of the apartment she arranged as the command center of the operation… but pretty much everyone inside was still his retainer.
Or, in other and more direct words, even without her grandfather here, Cassie knew better than to let any feelings or thoughts appear on her face with so many eyes around, eager to find even the smallest and slightest fault that they could report up.
Some would love to see her fall from the patriarch's grace. Others simply had their own self-interest in mind. Some just wanted to watch the world burn, in hopes that being the one to start the fire would save them from being burned themselves.
Having all of that in her mind, Cassie could do nothing but watch her screens as her grandfather left the building with a phone by his ear.
