Sara Craven - Dark Apollo

He shook his head, his anxious look deepening. ‘I do not know you. I do not know any Katie.’

Camilla’s heart sank. ‘Of course you do.’ She tried to sound encouraging. ‘You met her in Athens at Easter, and you were coming to London to see her. Only you had this accident, so we’ve come to you instead.’

‘What are you saying?’ His voice rose. ‘Who are you?’

As Camilla hesitated, uncertain how to proceed, the door behind her was flung open, and Nic Xandreou’s voice, molten with anger, said, ‘This is intolerable, thespinis. My brother must have peace. How dare you intrude on him?’

He took her sound arm, and urged her out of the room, not gently.

Camilla tried to hang back as she was hustled towards the stairs.

‘I’m sorry if I’ve trespassed in some way,’ she said. ‘But it was Spiro, after all, I came here to see in the first place.’

‘In my house you see no one without my permission.’

Camilla lifted her chin. ‘And, if I’d asked for permission, would it have been given?’

‘No,’ he said curtly. ‘I only hope your intervention has done no actual harm.’

‘I fail to see how a few words from me could affect a broken leg,’ she said angrily. ‘I know you’re concerned about him, but I have my sister to think of.’ She paused. ‘I also thought Spiro might appreciate some news of her.’

‘And did he?’

‘Well, no.’ Camilla found herself being escorted swiftly and inexorably out of the house, with no chance of saying goodbye to Arianna or asking the doctor about Spiro’s condition, she realised with vexation. ‘He seemed—confused.’

Nic’s firm mouth tightened as he assisted her without particular finesse into the passenger seat of a serviceable-looking Jeep waiting at the front entrance. Her bag, she saw, was waiting for her on the seat, depriving her of any excuse to return. He seemed to think of everything.

‘Spiro’s recovery will not be assisted by any kind of harassment,’ Nic Xandreou said as he started the engine.

Camilla sighed. ‘I truly didn’t intend that. I just wanted to say—hello.’

‘Well, now you have done so,’ he said dismissively. ‘So let that be an end to it.’

But it couldn’t be the end, Camilla thought as the Jeep swung down the drive. It was only the beginning…

She stiffened as she caught sight of the scooter at the side of the road. ‘Oh, what am I going to do about that?’

‘You will do nothing,’ he said grimly. ‘I have examined the machine, and it was not fit to be on the road even before the accident. Where did you get it?’

‘From someone called Andonis.’ She produced the card from her bag. ‘I got this from the hotel.’

He shot it a frowning glance. ‘Ah, yes, the Dionysius. Of course.’ He hit the steering-wheel with an exasperated fist. ‘I should have known. How many times has he been warned in the past?’ He shook his head. ‘Never again.’

‘I’ll go along with that. No matter what it costs, I’ll rent a car.’

‘You intend to remain on Karthos?’ He shot her an unsmiling look.

‘Of course. Katie will naturally want to spend every moment with Spiro, and I can enjoy a normal holiday.’

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