Lorenzo stood in the doorway like he'd seen a ghost. His eyes moved between Rafael and me, taking in the tension that filled the room.
"Brother," he said carefully. "I didn't know you were busy."
"What do you want?" Rafael asked him. He hadn't moved away from me, and I could feel his breath.
"There's been a development with the shipping situation. The one we discussed yesterday." Lorenzo stepped inside and closed the door behind him. "It can't wait."
Rafael looked down at me, then back at his brother. I could see him thinking, weighing his options.
"Sit down," he told me, pointing to the chair. "Don't move."
I sat, my hands gripping the armrests, Thankfully Whatever punishment he'd been planning would have to wait.
Rafael walked back to his desk and sat down. "What kind of developme
