The crackling of the coals in the grill was the only sound filling the terrace, creating an atmosphere of peace that seemed almost unreal to Lohan.
He was focused on seasoning the cuts of meat, feeling the texture of the fibers beneath his fingertips, when the beep from Isabella's device cut through the air like a blade of glass.
Isabella, who was sitting on the leather sofa relaxing after the "fashion marathon," froze instantly.
Her body, previously relaxed, went instantly rigid. The golden glow of the Syn's holographic interface projected into the air in front of her, illuminating her face with a pale light that accentuated the sudden pallor of her cheeks.
She didn't open the message right away, her golden eyes fixed on the sender: Evelyn Vance.
Lohan, even with his back turned, picked up on the shift in Lisa's aura through his Instinctive Perception, her heart rate skyrocketing, and her Mana signature, once sweet as dew, becoming restless and erratic.
