Ishaan was about to be sick. The delegation had returned from the Flight but he’d heard nothing further from either the council or from Kathy so he’d been left entirely in the dark and the worry was rising up his throat in waves. What had she said? Had she even listened to his message? Would he get one in return? His head was stuffed with Carina and he had to know what had happened. He used the council directory to get Kathy’s phone number, ordinarily he’d never do this but he was ...