CHAPTER 65:Missing Isaias

“You’re moping.”

“Am not.”

“Are too,”Janka flicked a brush full of water at her face.

“Hey quit it.You’re going to cause more damage than fix it.”She noted the splash on the canvas.

“Have you heard from him?”

“Yes.He called me at lunchtime,”she looked to her phone,“two hours ago.”

“He’...