Chapter 19: The Following Evening
Zeninen admired the missing piece of the Capac Mask in its velvet-lined box. A smile formed on the edges of his mature face, an obvious sign that he was happy with its return. He removed the portion of mask and connected it to the other two pieces. Approval twinkled in the man’s eyes, which told me that he was overjoyed with my services. To my surprise, he didn’t place it over his handsome face, although we both knew it had magical powers of certain mysteries and brilliance. Instead, he sat looking at the artifact, mesmerized by the object and its mystical energy. Keeping his view locked on the mask, he inquired in a serious tone, “You do know our other means of business, do you not?”
I did. Zeninen knew Marcos was still alive and under my heart’s care.
