Silence unsettles people more than anger.
Three days later Gabriel and his new bride returned to Los Angeles, unaware that their future had already changed.
Through the security cameras I still controlled, I watched them arrive at the mansion gates.
They stepped out of a taxi confidently, likely expecting the house lights glowing and everything exactly as they left it.
Gabriel inserted his key into the gate panel.
Nothing happened.
He tried again.
Daniela stood beside him adjusting her white jacket, glancing around as if imagining how she would redecorate the living room I had designed.
Then a security guard approached.
A new one.
He informed them calmly that the property had been sold by its legal owner and that neither of them was authorized to enter.
Daniela dropped her suitcase.
