—Amira—

Curiosity flickered through me as I followed Nathaniel out of the hall. Joining his convoy, we eased out of the venue and melted into the streets of Paris.

He placed a hand on mine and we shared a knowing smile.

“How far is this place or thing you want to show me?” I asked.

“We're almost there.”

I let out a breath. And when I glanced out of the window again, we approached a port. Dock lights flashed across the rippling waters and several yachts lining the pier.

“Where’s ...