Lark thought Josh got very serious as soon as he shooed Conan and Shamira out of the room. She watched him struggle with something as he kneeled to help her pick up all the shredded fabric around the room. Snowy’s distraction had eased the tension from earlier and helped Lark forget there were serious matters to discuss.
Not sure if she should try to rush him, Lark waited until they were seated, tablets and notebooks in hand. But when Josh simply continued staring into the cold fireplace, Lark finally cleared her throat.
“Josh, what’s the matter?”
He started but refused to meet her eyes. “I don’t have much information yet...I don’t know what it all means…”
Instead of being annoyed at his stalling, She began to feel scared. It wasn’t like Josh to be hesitant in dishing out information.
