Suspect a Thing

Demyan 

I greeted a few of my staff as I entered the gallery floor. My head was still spinning from my meeting with Ethan and I knew I did not have much time before I had to meet him for lunch. Yet I knew his meeting was still running therefore there was no need to rush. 

Malia stood out like a beam of sunshine as she stood with a few of my art curators as they inspected a new painting from a young artist in New York. We were planning an exhibition in a few weeks and therefore all hands were on deck. She had experience planning events for past studios and theatre productions back in University and that was why I thought she would be perfect for the team.