The Renegade Billionaire

“Why did you arrange for tours to go to that particular quarry?”

“My father, Paul Linford, took me to quarry three when we first arrived in Greece. He said it produced the whitest marble of all. I thought it should be added to the tour agenda and made arrangements through the quarry manager, Gus...”

“Patras,” Stavros whispered.

“Gus Patras. He got permission from the Konstantinos Corporation to allow tour groups to visit.”

“Before you were hired by PanHellenic Tours, where did you live?”

“Italy.”

“Before that?”

“Venezuela, and before that French Guiana, Paraguay and India.” She rattled it all off to get it over with.

The attorney’s brows lifted at that bit of information, producing a half smile from Stavros.

“So you’d never been in Greece before.”

She and Stavros exchanged a silent glance. They both knew where these questions were leading. “Never. Because of my father’s work, we were sent to Greece and got an apartment in Thessaloniki. I went to the university there, then was hired by PanHellenic Tours.”

“Who hired you?”

“Sakis Manos, the owner.”

“How did you happen to go to Thassos Island at all?”

“My father is a chemical engineer, interested in the history and geology of Greece. Thassos fascinated him because he said it was a big lump of marble.”

“What else can you tell me about him?”

“He works for W.B. Smythe, an American engineering company based in Denver, Colorado, where I was born.” After explaining his job, she said, “We traveled around when he had time off. He told me the marble quarries had existed anciently and I should visit them. Since he’s the smartest man I’ve ever known, I was eager to see them.”

Stavros’s attorney smiled. “To your knowledge, did your father ever meet Kyrie Konstantinos or talk to him?”

“No.”

“Tell me the date, time and circumstances involving you and Kyrie Konstantinos that prompted the 911 call.”

No wonder Stavros had told her she shouldn’t have mentioned his name to the dispatcher. The news traveled so fast, it had reached the ears of Tina’s father in no time. She explained everything the best she could.

“So you were there to take him home and nurse him.”

“Yes. His stingray wound needed watching.”

“When did you first meet Christina Nasso?”

Oh, no. Andrea mentioned the date and time.

“What were the circumstances?”

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nbsp; “I was in his house when she came to visit him unexpectedly.”

“Did you see her?”

“Yes. In the front hall.”