Chapter Twenty-Four“I HAVE TO LEAVE FOR GREECE TOMORROW.”
Acacia looked up from her breakfast, her spoon in midair. “Sorry?”
Nicholas pulled out the chair next to her and sat. He placed a napkin across his lap. “I have to travel to Greece on business. I’d like you to come with me.”
She shook her head. “I’m going home.”
“Your apartment isn’t habitable.”
“I’ll stay with a friend.”
Irritation flared across Nicholas’s face. “People are after you. Until we identify and neutralize the threat, you’re in danger.”
“What about Marcel’s journal? Isn’t it helpful?”
“I’m afraid not. I have someone analyzing it, but Marcel wrote in shorthand.”
“Then why were those men so intent on recovering it?”
“I hope to find out.” He cleared his throat. “You’re welcome to stay here. But I could use your he
