CHAPTER 3. The Girl with the Empty Smile
Warehouse Creed Toddler, Lyanka Virerma, and Judith Strava fell silent after a heated argument. Outside the large windows, sixteen staff members were moving toward their vehicles, never to return. The woman with white hair cast one last glance at the pile of reflective vests strewn across the carpet, right in front of the office door. «Have you told Rolen yet?» Judith asked, her fingers already back on her laptop. «Yeah. I think he was fucking.» Creed sighed in irritation. He hadn’t stopped rubbing his face with his rough hands. «Uh-huh. And what if he doesn’t answer? Is that it for […]