#Chapter 155: The target

NOLAN “And how is Yena doing? I just adore her, you know.” Cindy put her hand over her heart and pressed her lips into a smile. “She really made quite an impact on me.” Nolan’s eyes slipped briefly away from Cindy’s. “Yena is doing great. Thank you for asking.” He manufactured a polite smile before meeting her eyes again. She didn’t notice his hesitation. The room was bustling with voices and activity, distractions everywhere. “Please tell me that you’ll bring her along the next time you come to visit,” Cindy said. “The children just loved her, too. Oh, and I’m sure she would enjoy seeing all the art they created after she came here and gave them that drawing lesson. They really haven’t stopped talking about it since.” “I will be sure to let her know that,” Nolan replied. “She’ll be happy to hear it.” A meek, very small boy appeared, clutching at Cindy’s leg and peeking out at Nolan from behind her body. Cindy absently patted the boy’s head, guiding his wild mess of hair