Chapter Twenty
Landon
“I’m overreacting, right?”
“No, sweetie, I think something is wrong with Angel. He cancelled all of his modeling assignments this week, and according to an email I got from the department head, he might not be available next week either.” Jolene put her face in her hands for a moment and sighed. When she pulled them away, there was a black smudge on her cheek. “I emailed him back, and he doesn’t know why he cancelled. Angel is an independent contractor, so he doesn’t have to give us an explanation at all.”
“You have black charcoal on your cheek.” I pointed at her, and Jolene absently pulled a wet wipe out of her top drawer and swiped her cheek with it. It felt hot in her office, either that or my confusion over Angel’s behavior had me overheated.
“Today is Wednes
