“Do you know where Vittorio is?” Vannessa asks her first question.
“Yes.” Alex answers.
Oh my God! Oh my God! I have to be careful what I ask, Vannessa thinks and her bird is alert and present, too. They are thinking about the right questions and Veles is asking a few of his own. She is so grateful that he has her back, she would be lost without him. He is a great mentor and friend to have.
She listens with one ear while her overactive imagination spews forth questions she can’t track. She really needs to calm down and get her head on the right path. She needs questions that Alex can answer no matter what he was told not to say. Getting the right questions and form them to be suitable for yes or no answers is a tricky thing. She thinks about what to do and Veles is already doing it. Is
