Instead, she asked, “Where are we going?”
“Open sea. Miles from anywhere, including the rigs. We have a new privacy technology to try out. And the conversation you both want to have is a perfect test case for it.”
Imogen didn’t really understand what he was talking about, but decided to leave it alone. Amazingly enough, Jury simply accepted the jam he handed her and loaded up her toast.
I guess what they say about Frenchmen is true…
When Havit arrived, he filled them in on breakfast selections and promised he’d be back shortly with their respective orders.
As they waited, Leo leaned back with his hand resting on the back of Jury’s chair.
“A helicopter will be out this afternoon to collect you and Niquaise. Your sister and I will return later.”
Jury’s teeth bit down on her lip as her cheeks bloomed red.
“Okay …” Imogen said.
“Jury,” Leo prompted.
“Can you tell Mom and Dad I met someone on our river cruise?” Her blush spread down her neck.
“Are you sure?” Imogen waited until Jury’s brown eyes met hers.
“Very.”
Leo’s fingers toyed with the ends of Jury’s hair, and Imogen almost felt like they should excuse themselves to leave Jury and Leo alone.
“Okay. I’ll tell them you’re having a much-needed adventure and will keep in touch?”
“Perfect,” Jury said.
“And it is the truth, is it not?” Leo added.
Jury looked over at him, and her blush spread further. “Sure is.”
“Well, great. New tech. And a chopper ride. What a … is it Saturday? I’ve lost track,” Nic said.
“Does it matter?” Leo asked.
“Not a bit. At least not until Wednesday.”
“I can’t believe you still go to that shop. Independently wealthy, and yet you still draw on people with needles.”
“I like it. It’s a canvas seen like no other. People appreciate them. They show them off instead of hiding them away in rooms no one else gets to enter.”
“Touché.”
“Besides, it helped you and them.”
“You have proven your point.” Leo then looked at Imogen. “You found what they’d left for you.”
She nodded, still wondering about hisindependently wealthycomment, but let it go.
“And was it surprising?”
“Beyond.”
“I figured as much. He’d left a doorman at the Roosevelt a million dollars, I learned. Yours had to be good.”