“THE INCONVENIENT TRUTH” – CHAPTER FOURTY

“Hello boss!” Sekretaresha barged in without knocking, placing a takeaway cup and a brown bag on Isa’s desk. “What’s this nasty smell?” “It’s silicone!” Isa replied. “Which one had her boops done?” Sekretaresha asked. “Jenny or Liz?” "None of them! Over the weekend,...