Chapter 46. Sandy’s Demands

“I’ve got this,” Janka shoved away from the table faster than Liesl could. “Get out Sandy. This is a private business establishment, and you are not welcome.”

“Where is my sister? I want to know where she is right now.”

“She’s busy.”

“Fucking my husband?” Sandy hissed back.

Liesl pulled her lips back with fury, her teeth gritted at the hypocrisy of the woman. She entered the gallery and let her gaze rove over her sister. Her belly was rounded, and she was showing off the baby bump with the clothing she was wearing. Her shirt was almost a crop top, and the pants were low rise. It was September in New Hampshire, not exactly sweater weather yet but the summer-like attire the woman wore was odd.

“I am not fucking your husband. I have better things to do with my time.”

“You were with him the other night. His shirt smelled of your perfume.”

“I don’t even wear perfume,” Liesl laughed at her. “The last time I wore perfume was in middle school when