Madeleine raised her hand to her face, a quick involuntary gesture of concealment. “It’s a long story. You probably haven’t got time to hear it now. You’ve got an emergency, haven’t you?”
“We do,” Caleb said. “But not so much so that we can’t spare a few minutes to hear what’s been going on.”
Aristide bustled in behind them, bobbing his head when he saw the matriarch. “Doña Valentina, Sir John will be with us any minute.”
Caleb clapped him on the shoulder. “Thanks so much. I don’t want to leave Josefa at home alone with the twins just now. There’s too much weird stuff going on.” He glanced towards Madeleine. “And it seems weird things are happening here too.”
Aristide nodded. “Sir John wants to have a quick word anyway. Can we give you a quick coffee before you push on?”
Caleb flashed
