“Jane?” Audrey says tearfully. Jane frowns at the phone and clears her throat of food. “Audrey, what’s wrong?” “I heard all six of you are there and I’m not. You’ve all left me out.” Her voice cracks, nearing a sob. “Us, Cobalts—we’re a seven. Not a six. Yet you…you kept me from joining tonight, why? Is it because I’m untrustworthy? Because I leaked the bodyguard video? I promise you can trust me! I promise. Please, give me another—” “Stop,” Charlie groans, pinching his eyes.
