Chapter 109

When we returned to Krasnoyarsk, I decided to visit Rhiannon and Sebastian after dinner. I wasn’t surprised to see Chris on the porch steps, in the semi-darkness, because he spent a lot of time around. What did surprise me was his lost look; his human face looked gloomy, tired.

Something was happening.

“Hello, Chris,” I greeted, in English. “Is Rhiannon busy?”

“In session, with my sisters,” he answered me, returning the gesture with a laconic nod. His expression brightened a little when he addressed the children, smiling at them in a more cheerful way. “Hey, puppies, how are you? Come here, shorty.”

“Hello, Uncle Chris,” greeted Mirko, who climbed the steps and let himself be hugged a little.

“In session, at this time?” I asked, confused.

Chris shrugged, with a negative gesture. He didn’t let go of Mirko.

Sasha, in my arms, anxiously bit Laika’s long leash. The dog began to yelp. He also perceived that restlessness that writhed in the air be