Chapter Thirteen
Villa Windsor, Bois de Boulogne
Their phones pinged at almost the same time. His notifying him that Jack Stewart was downstairs. Hers was from Pierce out on Spetses. She stared at Nigel with disbelief. Was this an omen? A sign?
The answer to her dilemma, he had put it.
There was a knock at her door. Nigel answered it and took the invitation from the delivery boy sent up from downstairs. “Check this out,” he said and handed it over.
Once a year, the Stewarts opened the door to their Bois de Boulogne villa for an out of this world fete. Lu had missed the event a year ago. The famed couple lived in the Duke and Duchess of Windsor’s former home. “Villa Windsor.” She had never forgiven herself for not being able to attend.
“Fill me in Nigel.” She wanted all the details.
