Mr. Montoya called his parents after he came out of the kitchen looking so serious.
I stood quietly near the sitting room doorway while he spoke in low controlled tones over the phone. Even now, after everything that had happened throughout the day, there was still something unsettling about how calm he remained under pressure.
The estate had been attacked. Men had died. Fernando wanted me. And yet Alex Montoya still sounded like a man discussing ordinary business arrangements.
A vehicle eventually arrived from his parents’ estate to pick up the children. The moment Serena realized she was leaving, she wrapped herself tightly around Alice’s legs before eventually hugging me too.
“Will you come back soon?” she asked sadly.
I forced a small smile.
“Of course.”
Carlitos remained quiet
