Even if it shouldn't have been.
He caught on quickly, clearing his throat before moving on with business. He dropped a photo on my desk, Pavel's second son's face staring up from the blurry capture from a security camera. "Maxim was spotted in Barcelona."
"And what was Pavel's new heir doing in Spain?" I asked, my lips tipping up into a smile.
"He paid a visit to your Uncle, who called to let you know this morning, but you were busy withReina," he said. I studied him as I thought over my options. As much as I hated to admit it, Isa was in no place for me to leave her again so soon, but allowing Maxim to stroll into my country without consequence couldn't be tolerated either. "What will you do?"
"Tell Regina to pack a bag for Isa. We'll leave tonight," I said.
"You're taking her with you?" Alejandro asked, raising an eyebrow. "You really think that's wise."
"I think I put two trackers in her body. If she tries to get away, she won't get far." I shrugged, smirking at him as I picked my phone up off the desk and texted Joaquin to get himself and a team ready. "Get the boat ready."
He nodded, retreating from the room as I stared out the door and into the hallway. Isa might have been vulnerable following the admission and thought herself a killer, but the timing would never be perfect to push her to become the Queen she was always meant to be.
We'd know if she could handle the devil she'd married in a matter of hours.