My heart dropped straight down to my shoes.
"What do you mean, someone broke into the studio?" I shouted, grabbing the phone right out of Dominic’s hand before he could even answer. "Elena, talk to me! What did they write on the wall?"
On the other end of the line, Elena was breathing so fast she sounded like she had been running.
"Sienna, I am so sorry," Elena gasped, her voice shaking with fear. "I went down to the studio late to check on the lighting shipments for the coastal project. The front glass door was unlocked. When I turned on the lights, the main white gallery wall... someone spray-painted red words all over it."
My hands shook so hard I could barely hold the phone. "What did it say, Elena?"
"It said..." Elena swallowed hard. "It said 'THE CONTRACT IS A LIE. SHE DOES NOT
