Chapter 4 - Then Why Don't We Make One?

• You’d think that after our stunt in Athens, I would learn. But no. Oh no. Here I am again, posing as my dear employer’s loving wife for the remainder of our stay here in France.
• Mr. Lancaster saw the increasing demand of sugar and hemp in Africa. He wanted to exploit that so he came straight to the main source - in the southwest of France. I don’t think that’s the only reason though. I have a feeling there’s more to his sugar-abaca story than he let on. He just hadn’t told me yet. I’m sure though it had to do with the tales I heard about a war ship full of French gold bars that sunk off the Atlantic Ocean. Surely, he was after that.
• The gold-hoarding jerk. Pshh.