Screens on.
Kitchen.
Living room.
Garden.
Upstairs hallway.
Playroom.
Informal dining room.
Every corner of the house where he lived, paid for everything… and yet knew nothing.
"The cameras are live, sir," Rubén said.
Emiliano sat down.
"I want to see what happens when they think I've left."
At first, nothing strange happened.
Rosa cleared the plates.
The girls finished their milk.
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A gardener crossed the patio.
The cook wrapped tortillas in a cloth.
Everything seemed so normal that Emiliano felt ashamed.
Maybe Patricia was exaggerating.
Maybe he was spying on an innocent woman because of his own fears.
Then the last employee of the morning left through the front door.
The house fell silent.
