Three days passed without a major incident.
I marked this because it was unusual. In the five weeks since Madrid, three consecutive days without something requiring immediate management had not happened. I was suspicious of the quiet at first, a woman who has learned to read silence as a precursor to something loud. But by the third evening I was beginning, cautiously, to believe it was just quiet.
The duke's legal team had gone silent. Nkechi said this was normal, regrouping, talking to people, planning the next move. The attorney general's office was proceeding methodically. The public response had settled at fifty-three percent positive. Carlos called it stable ground.
Lucas had found his own rhythm. Miguel for football, Doña Carmen for what he called the interesting history lessons,
