By six in the morning the number on Arianne's phone had stopped meaning anything as a number and started meaning only that it kept climbing. Daryll's statement had gone out under Noah Hart's verified account at eleven the night before — four sentences, no photo, confirmed awake, confirmed recovering, a request for privacy for the family in the weeks ahead that Franz had insisted on including himself. It had cleared two million shares before she finished her coffee.
Daryll called before she'd left the kitchen. "Two outlets ran it straight, no speculation, no unnamed sources. A third's already trying to confirm which hospital, so I've had legal send the standard letter. Monica clocked a production van circling the block twice around four this morning. She's got it handled, but I wanted you to hear it from me before you saw it on a feed."
"Anything from Kessler's people?"
