QUOTE : That’s it!” “Anton,” her mother gasped. “You startled me.” “Sorry, my love.” Papa patted her hand as she returned to sit beside him on the edge of the bed. “But I’ve just had the most astounding idea.” “What is it?” The question rang simultaneously from both Nicole and her mother. Her papa smiled. A scheming, devilish, piratical smile that one would expect to see right before a blade ran him through. Nicole flopped onto the divan. “Nicki’s going to take a little trip to New Orleans.” “But why?” Maman asked. “She just got home.” Papa rubbed his palms against his thighs in anticipation. “Don’t you see? It will solve everything. It will keep Nicki away from Jenkins and secure the future of Renard Shipping at the same time.” “How?” Nicole ventured, somehow certain she’d not like the answer. Her papa’s grin confirmed it. “By giving me the next best thing to a son.” “And that is . . . ?” her mother prompted. “A son-in-law.