Pleasant Company
Lina lost count of how many times she knocked on the door. Glancing at her surroundings, she frowned at the dying plant by the doorway. That was unusual.
The artist was a lover of plants and she often complimented the variety of pots growing by his windowsill. Sighing to herself, Lina turned on her heels. She gazed down the hallway, which was well lit with fresh air filling the space.
Lina was disappointed by the loss of a great talent. All of these problems arose because of a dispute which resulted in his piece not being commissioned. Lina was certain that he still had enough money from his previous high-selling artwork. Lina hated to admit it, but Estella was right. She had to stop being both a curator and consultant.
Without another word, Lina approached the elevator.
"Oh, is that Director Lina?"
At the familiar voice, Lina spun around. She brightened at the sight of the landlord.