"Scylla?"

A single word, spoken as a harmless question, rocked the Chief Justice's world. Looking at the person before him, his face noticeably pales. He had kept his personal name close to his heart for as long as he can remember, and yet...

Upon clearing his throat, Neuvillette looks down at his papers. "Please leave my office. I apologize, but I must get back to these papers. Perhaps schedule another appointment for a later date?"

He prays you won't.