Cancel the Cradle, Cue the Rage
The next morning, at 8:50 am, the main conference room was filled with employees dressed head to toe in black. Keira and Layla, leading more than 20 moms, sat in the front row.
The rest of the staff sat several rows back, whispering to one another. They took the whole thing in like spectators at a show.
Keira was still giving her black-clad army a final pep talk. "Remember, when Natasha walks in later, don't say a word. Just stare at her. Wait for her to talk.