Lila’s POV
It’s been a few days since Enzo had given me that painting and I hadn’t said much of anything to him about it.
The painting was absolutely beautiful and captured every detail perfectly. It even had the outlining of my wolf shadowing behind me and we were surrounded with purple and blue flowers, bringing out the coloring in my eyes.
Upon further investigation, I found out that one of my coworkers had painted it per request of Enzo. This was only a copy of it; the real painting was going to be hung up at the art studio to replace the painting that was destroyed.
The officers were still trying to figure out who vandalized the art studio, but unfortunately, the camera system was entirely wiped clean.
My father was working alongside them and investigating things himself.
