She looked up and gave me a quiet, reassuring nod.

“They did not ask many questions,” she whispered.

“Thank you, Maria,” I said. “Try to get some rest.”

I closed the door gently and walked back to the small kitchen.

I set my leather bag on the laminate counter and pulled out my laptop.

The metal casing of the computer felt cold against my palms.

I booted the machine and connected to the secure local network Tomás had set up.

My fingers hovered over the keyboard as I logged into the encrypted portal of our primary bank accounts.

These were the joint holdings in Switzerland and Andorra, the ones Alvaro believed only he could control.

A notification popped up in the corner of my screen.

It was an alert from the compliance department of Banco Santander.

A request had been filed thirty minutes ago to freeze all assets associated with my name and our joint shell corporations.

The request had been initiated by Alvaro’s personal legal counsel.

I stared at the red text on the screen, my heart beating in a slow, steady rhythm.