Lake:
It was safe to say two days had passed since the news of Jojo's mother arrived. Bentley had not been very pleased to hear that she was on another paid leave, but it was my company, I could do with it whatever I liked.
I stayed in my house, as I always did on Wednesday afternoons. Time for my evening studio session, when I could complete the painting I had been working on, was near and I was paying apt attention to my antique clock at the top of my room door.
The knock on my door interrupted the blissful silence of my room. Even though I was not expecting any visitors, I knew it would Neil. An important document probably needed my signature.
"Come in!" I called out, before I placed my phone in between my legs which were folded on my bed.
The door creaked open and Neil steppe
