#Chapter 185: A Better Idea

Almara’s Pov Perhaps I’ve spoken too soon. It’s nearly noon, meaning we’ve been looking for a potential art school to set up shop at for the past six hours and so far the last three places we looked at have rejected us. The first place we looked at used to be an apartment complex, but before that it was a steel-making business. It was a beautiful building with lots of historic character, exposed brick, and industrial accents with metallic spiral staircases and large windows. I really thought this would be the one, but the woman showing it said she was looking for a tenant to use it as office space. However, I got the feeling she wasn’t being truthful and Lily confirmed it by seeing a murky brown color floating above her head, the woman was hiding something. Still, I didn’t push. We had other places on our list. The second was a farm barn on acres of rural land. The lot was breathtaking with a wipe-open sky serving as its own canvas just above our heads, but that owner wouldn’t ev