Chapter Twenty-FourThree days later Yiannis came into the family drawing room while Thalia was reading her father’s latest paper on the muses of Greece. The information was going to be extremely useful when—if?—she and Yiannis stole the statue from Lord Yesterly.
She had begun to worry that he’d just been fooling with her when he told her that he was the one responsible for the other thefts of Greek antiquities. She still just couldn’t picture mild, sweet Yiannis breaking into someone’s home and stealing their things.
He came right in and sat down across from her with a gentle smile on his face. “You have a dark blue riding habit, don’t you?”
Thalia lowered the article onto her lap. “Yes, I do.”
He nodded. “Wear that tonight. I’ll meet you outside the stables at ten.” Without even wait
