"Dog bites dog, who wouldn't love watching that?"
Ben Clinton drove the car steadily into the yard, and before Amelia Cobb could get out, she received a call from Sandra Smith, asking her to bail someone out.
...
On this end, these past few days, Sandra Smith had been following Charles Glenn, digging into Nathan Benjamin's corner under the guise of repaying his kindness for taking her in.
A few core technical personnel under Nathan Benjamin's leadership had been influenced by those sent by Charles Glenn.
That evening, Charles Glenn had invited people to a private manor for dinner.
A table of people were talking about grand ambitions, and after three rounds of wine, most of them were intoxicated.
Just before the party broke up, Sandra Smith went to the restroom.
She had just opened the faucet to wash her hands when she heard a disdainful sneer behind her.
She looked up at the mirror.