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“You didn’t lie to him. You have chosen him over what you thought was your path. You’re willing to change and give up a lot for him. I see the Clarion Necklace as the final piece and kind of a closing homage to your granda. You once told me it was the piece that had eluded him again and again. Fletch will understand. Don’t get me wrong; there may be groveling and cock sucking involved but, hey, a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do.”
“If all I have to do is grovel and suck his dick, I’m down for that,” Claire said, managing to grin at her. She wasn’t at all sure that Mia was right. She hoped she was, but she couldn’t be sure.
The train was late when it arrived in Calais. They barely managed to exit the station and get a cab for the docks. Once there, they hurried to Jules’ boat.
“I was worried for a minute you weren’t going to make it,” said Jules as he helped them aboard.
“The train was late, but here we are. We’ll put our stuff away and stay below until you let us know we’re clear. Thanks again for your help.”
“It is always my pleasure.”
Once they were below, they stowed their gear and then got comfortable on the two berths. They heard Jules start the engine and untie the boat as the great rope lines hit the deck before being coiled. Slowly the boat pulled away from the dock, and they were on their way.
“I always breathe easier once we clear French waters,” said Mia.
“You know it never occurred to me—who has jurisdiction over the Channel?”
“Depends on where you are in the Channel. Some of it belongs to the French and some to the English. But there are parts that are separated by international water.”
“That must be a nightmare to tease out when there’s money to be recouped. Money always makes things trickier.”
“Sometimes it isn’t money that ups the ante, so to speak,” said a decidedly male voice without a trace of a French accent. “If the person or entity being apprehended has a string of crimes that can be attributed to them, the authorities want credit for shutting them down.”
“Ho… how did you find us?” stuttered Claire.
“Carter has gotten very adept at hunting Mia down. Why don’t you come up on deck? It’s a lovely evening.”
“I can’t believe Jules betrayed us,” said Mia.
“For what it’s worth, he didn’t do it for money or for notoriety. He is, after all, French; he did it for love and romance. Once he knew Claire was mine and was just confused about her loyalties, he was only too happy to help.
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