"That was a damn fine broadcast, Caroline. If you could be a dear and call security have Mrs. Lawson removed from the premises, I'd appreciate it."

"Cavey, I'm Mrs. Johnson now."

"Only for the next five minutes. Enjoy them. I would personally recommend the whiskey. You can keep the ring."

As the com quieted, Elena's eyes darted wildly back and forth from the intercom to Caroline.

"You. This is all your fault. You... bitch."

With a vicious shriek, she dove at Caroline.