Chapter ThirteenBoth her father and Yiannis were at breakfast the following morning when Thalia joined them.
“Getting an early start on the day?” Lord Pemberton-Howe asked when she’d sat down with nothing but a couple of pieces of toast in front of her.
The footman came with her ambrosia of fresh, hot coffee. “I thought an early start wouldn’t be a bad idea. I see you’re up early, Yiannis.”
He gave her a smile, showing his perfectly white, straight teeth that she had no business noticing. “I’ve always been an early riser.”
“I guess it must be the archaeologist in you,” she said with a smile, trying for friendly.
He looked confused for a moment then brushed it off with a shake of his head.
“Are you planning on paying any calls today? Fungy mentioned that you’d met quite a number of yo
