CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY - NINE - COMING HOME TO HER.

As Mateo stepped inside the manor, the sudden quiet was a welcome respite from the way it had been bustling during the daytime. Most of the tourists had already left for the day, leaving behind only a few stragglers, mostly families with young children, who were scattered about the various rooms. He noticed a few families gathered in the family room, their children's eyes wide with wonder as they explored the antique furnishings and historic artifacts on display. He smiled at those whose eyes met his and continued on his way, in no mood to play host. As he made his way deeper into the manor, the sound of laughter and chatter drew him to the kitchen. The voices were loud and one stood out, getting him excited. Was Isabella still here? He had to leave without her to handle the man and woman - Actually, he had sneaked away when she was not looking, because he knew she would want to come along, and there was ni way he was taking her through the pack to the prison house. That w