The Disappearance of Anjani Clarissa
“Certainly, Ma'am. I'll call her. Good afternoon.”
Jani returned the greeting and stepped down from her throne, but instead of leaving, she turned toward the nearest bookshelf, where a collection of early-2000s newspapers was stored.
She was reaching for one when the door was knocked again and Kris hurried in.
“Any orders, Ma'am?” the girl asked immediately.
“No. I just want to ask you something. Sit down.”
Kris sat at the reading table, and Jani joined her.
“Who else lives here besides Adrian and Nathan?”