In the morning, Sean was gone. Catherine climbed out of bed and dressed quickly, pulling on a floral sundress and a pair of espadrilles. She arranged her hair in a loose bun and ran down the stairs. Geoffrey was waiting for her at the front door.

She followed the bodyguard out of the mansion and climbed into a car. She was relieved when Geoffrey got into the front seat—at least there wasn't a chauffeur to spy on her. As Geoffrey drove, Catherine leaned forward in her chair and studied the ...