Chapter 182

I gave a soft "eep," then slammed my hand over my mouth.

Rafael shot me a questioning look and I mouthed, "Talia" with a head gesture to the door.

"Why?" he mouthed back.

Yeah. Actually. Why was Talia upstairs in the Montefiores' house?

I peeked in...

...and met my mother's eyes. She choked on her drink, standing with Isaac and Jackson in a study.

"Talia?" Jackson said. "Are you all right?"

"Fine," she sputtered.

I shrank back against the wall and the floorboard squeaked.

"Someone there?" Isaac called out. "The staff shouldn't be up here."

His shoes tapped against the wooden floor, drawing closer. We couldn't get back down the stairs and out of his line of sight before he came out to check, but that didn't stop us from trying.

We'd made it down the first couple of stairs where there was an "Excuse me," from behind.