Page 529 of Reign

Luciano’s attention sharpens.

Marisol walks past us carrying a folder and looking approximately ten years more exhausted than she did this morning.

“I’m leaving, Señor Castillo. Beautiful wedding.”

Luciano turns toward her. “Thank you, Marisol. For all of it. Enjoy your time off.”

“I intend to.”

He stops her. “Have you seen Valentina?”

Marisol pauses. “Your sister?” She thinks for a moment. “About an hour ago, maybe. I saw her walking outside.”

“Alone?”

“I believe so.”

Luciano nods once. “Thank you.”

She leaves.

I look at him. “Where would she go?”

“I’ll check the cameras.”

“The cameras?”

He starts toward the hallway.

“You think I have surveillance covering this property with nowhere to watch it?”

I follow him.

“Are you telling me you’ve been watching me this whole time?”

“Sometimes I enjoy watching you.”

I stop.

He looks back. “That sounded significantly worse than I meant.”

I laugh.

He holds out his hand. “Come on.”

He leads me downstairs. Toward the room I already hate.

I slow when I recognize the hallway.

“Luciano.”

“You’re fine.”

“This is where—”

“I know.”

The room where Dario and Miguel died sits behind us as Luciano crosses to another door I never noticed before.