Jocelyn's POV

　　"Do you have any idea what you've done?" My voice cut, almost shrill as I looked across the desk at Robert.

　　Robert leaned back in his chair, his expression calm, his fingers playing with a pen in an unrolling circle. "Why don't you enlighten me, Jocelyn?"

　　"You were supposed to abduct one helpless little girl!" I spat, my hands crashing against the desk, spraying spittle. "And yet you have still managed to make an omnishambles of ...