Jane's POV
I walked into the meeting room with a heavy heart and steel determination. The past few weeks have been ferocious. We were being attacked in the public sphere on all sides—news stories challenging my character, tweets twisting my story, and even hate letters intended to sully our reputation. But my support group was here, all around a giant table in a small, secure meeting room, and I was sure that we were one.
"Jane, we got the news," said Michael firmly and resolutely. "They are informing us that you are unstable. They are saying that you are leading the investigation due to a mere emotional whim."
I took a deep breath and looked around the table at the faces. Worry and determination were in Lisa's, Robert's, Richard's, and Mark's expressions. I responded, "I hear what they
