Jenna called a meeting in the morning.
Not the whole group. Just Francis, Chen, Diana, and Colton, in the small conference room off the hotel lobby that nobody was using at eight in the morning except them. She had coffee on the table and a laptop open and the particular focused quality she carried when something required everyone's full attention.
They sat down and she didn't make them wait.
"There's a problem," she said. "It developed overnight and I need you to understand it clearly before it gets any further."
She turned the laptop so they could see the screen. A document, legal format, dense text with highlighted sections. Francis looked at it and read the highlighted parts and understood what he was looking at inside of thirty seconds.
"An injunction," he said.
"Filed at eleven
