"This just doesn't make any sense!" Isobel paced the perimeter of Liz's office. "I know Aaron thinks I'm lying, but somebody else must have called the AP."
"It wasn't necessarily someone from Dove & Flight," Liz said.
Isobel paused in her perambulations. "What do you mean?"
Liz swung her booted feet down from her desk and rolled her chair forward. "Who else knew about the deal?"
"Jayla and her team. And the people at MacBride's, of course, but it sounds like this was exactly what they were hoping to avoid."
"Okay, what about Jayla? We know she wanted to be done with us, but she was getting pressure from above. Maybe she didn't know another way to manage it."
Isobel plopped down in Liz's visitor's chair and leaned back. "Personally, I'd love to make Jayla the bad guy, but this will probably cost them a major piece of business. What could possibly justify engineering that kind of hit for your own company?"