The turmoil at the groundbreaking ceremony was eventually swept under the rug.
Sawyer called in every favor at his disposal. Not a single media outlet dared publish a word about what had happened that day.
The following morning, I received a call from an unfamiliar number.
It was Yale's mother.
The instant I picked up, a barrage of shrill sobs and furious accusations exploded through the line.
"Scarlett, you vicious woman! What has Yale ever done wrong to you? Why did you have to drive him this far? He's lost his mind! You pushed him over the edge. Are you happy now?"
I pulled the phone away from my ear. Once she finally ran out of steam, I answered at an unhurried pace.
"Mrs. Clark, your son ran around in public with a knife, and somehow that's my responsibility? Last I checked, no
