Chapter 48. Message Delivery

Liesl was painting in the sunroom of Isaias’ home on Saturday morning when the ringing of the front door caught her ear.

She dropped her brush onto her easel and grabbed a cloth and tried wiping her hands as she made her way to the door. She noted through the window the security agent who had been at the gallery the day Sandy had smacked her standing outside and he was holding multiple packages.

She opened the door, and he stepped inside. “Good morning.”

“Good morning. Isaias sent over some things for the gala this evening via his personal assistant. She asked me to run them up to you as she still had to arrange other things for him for the gala. He is giving a presentation tonight for his realtor and he likes things done to perfection. I believe he has her running around like a chicken with her head cut off.”

Liesl nodded with a benign smile. She hadn’t heard from Isaias at all since their call in the early morning of Friday.

“I was also asked to pass