The Power Of The Legendary Greek (2010) - Plot & Excerpts
‘Eleni asked when you last ate,’ he reported, letting Isobel down in the armchair. ‘This morning on your beach,’ she gasped. No point in mentioning that grapes had been the only thing on the menu. Nor that she’d parted with them and everything else in her system in the guest bathroom, with an encore on the way down to the clinic. ‘I bring food to you very soon, Isobel,’ promised Eleni. Relieved to have her catering arrangements decided for her, Isobel smiled wearily. ‘Efcharisto, Eleni. But I’m not at all hungry.’ Luke took the crutch from Spiro and propped it against Isobel’s chair. ‘You have everything you need?’ Heartily sick of being heaved around by a man who made it so plain it was a tiresome chore, Isobel made no attempt at a polite smile. ‘Yes. Thank you. I shan’t trouble you again.’ Luke’s smile set her teeth on edge. ‘You were trouble from the moment I first saw you, on my flight over the beach.’ ‘Flight?’ ‘In my helicopter. It is my habit to scan the beach as I come in to land.’ ‘To scope out trespassers!’ She looked him in the eye—or as well as she could with one of her own half closed.
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