watching Christina chewing at her lip, and Maria tugging at the gold chains that festooned her plump neck as they exchanged frankly uneasy glances. Things must be much worse than I thought.
Eventually the full story began to emerge, her foster brothers taking the narration in turns, rather like a Greek chorus from some ancient drama. Strophe, she thought wryly, and antistrophe?as Basilis had painstakingly explained to her on their visits to the theatre to watch the plays of Aeschylus and Sophocles.
Only it was a very different tragedy she was hearing this time. A tragedy of mismanagement, greed and stupidity on a fairly grand scale, with disaster right there, waiting in the wings. Because now there were big questions being asked by their insurers, and the shareholders were running scared, which, for the first time, made Basilis?s once-powerful empire seem vulnerable. Something she had never thought could happen.
And where, she asked herself as disbelief warred inside her with something very like hysteria, where was the god in the machine, so beloved in classical drama, who would descend to save the day?
?But we are taking steps to regulate the situation,? Stavros announced grandly. ?To begin with, we plan a major refit of all the passenger accommodation on the Arianna line,? he added, as if it were suddenly all his own idea, and Natasha found she was biting her lip again?hard.
?Well,? she said. ?That?s?good.? And certainly better late than never .
?Except that the necessary finance is proving more difficult to obtain than we thought,? Andonis added.
But there?d been money set aside, Natasha recalled, startled. So what had happened to that? Better, she thought, not to ask, perhaps.
But if they?d asked her here hoping for a loan, then they?d be seriously disappointed. Helping Out, the small business she?d started with the inheritance from her father, was established now, and doing well enough for her to have taken on a partner, and be thinking about expansion.
Because there were always emergencies, large and small, in people?s lives. They might simply need their dogs walking, or their children collecting from school or nursery, or someone to house-sit while they were on vacation. Or there could be elderly relatives to be visited, or taken shopping.
And, in the worst-case scenario of accident, illness or bereavement, they wanted someone calm and trustworthy to step in and take over. To make sure that meals were cooked, laundry was done and life went on with an element of stability until matters settled down.
And it was infinitely satisfying to know that Helping Out had an excellent name for reliability, and that most of her clientele came on personal recommendation, even if they were a little surprised to find that both she and Molly Blake were only just past their twenty-first birthdays.
The business provided Molly and herself with a decent living, because, while their fees were not extortionate, they did not sell the services of their staff cheaply. They employed good people, and made sure they were paid accordingly, and were not afraid to pitch in themselves when required.
But at the moment, there wasn?t a lot of financial slack.
?Of course, we are exploring every avenue,? Stavros continued. ?And we hope that the necessary loan will be available to us very soon.? He paused. ?But while the details are being finalised, we have to deal with another problem.?
A kind of shiver went round the table?as if a chill breeze had suddenly rippled across a cornfield.
?Unfortunately, news of our difficulties has reached other people.? Andonis took up the tale of woe. ?And if there is blood in the water, there will always be sharks circling. It was rumoured that some of our rivals were considering a hostile takeover, which was quite bad enough.?
?Until two weeks ago.? Stavros spoke with gritted teeth. ?When we received an offer to buy outright a half-share in both the Arianna line and the cargo fleet.?
There was a silence,