In the president's office of the Riley Group.
Justin Battleson was seated in his executive chair, his expression growing progressively grim as he listened to Michael Richard's words.
"Mr. Battleson, right now public sentiment is extremely heated, and the worst part is that the children's faces have been captured in the photos. I'm afraid those who are interested will soon locate the preschool they attend." Richard paused a moment, glanced at Justin's expression, and noticed the low-pressure atmosphere permeating the office. He broke out in a cold sweat and continued, "I've managed to suppress most of the media attention, but over time…"
He hesitated to breathe before adding the remaining sentence after a few seconds.
"Internet users...those who were supposed to see have seen, and now people are saying all kinds of things."
Silence fell upon the office just as Richard finished speaking.
Justin leaned his head back, his eyes closed, and his voice became decidedly cold.