Rodland carefully rechecked it. So far, so good. Then he leaned back in his chair and tried to listen critically. He was in the apartment across the street from the restaurant where the meeting was taking place. Adams had gone over the treasure story, shown Bohdan and Chiswick the photo of the jewels in the coffer, told them how he’d actually seen the safe in the train car where Caleb and Jane had placed it. He’d been amazingly persuasive for the last twenty minutes. But now he was going for the big guns. His voice was eager as he went in for the kill. “Why did I do it?” He repeated Bohdan’s question. “You’ve put a bounty on Caleb. I’m tired of everyone getting fat bonuses all around me. I want my share.”

“You haven’t complained before,” Bohdan said. “And this time you came to me. I find that…odd.”

“We’ve worked together in the past,” Adams said. “You’ve been pleased with the money I’ve poured into your pockets. I just got fed up with watching those stupid thugs you keep on call get all that cash when I knew that I deserved it more. So I set about figuring out how I could get you what you wanted.” He added silkily, “So you could pay me what I wanted.”

“And what did you decide to do?” Chiswick asked. “Don’t waste our time, Adams.”

“I used my brains instead of my muscles.” Adams’s voice was suddenly eager. “I asked myself why Caleb had stashed his woman at MacDuff’s castle, so I researched MacDuff and the fact that Caleb and the woman were frequent guests there. And then I found out about the treasure MacDuff had discovered several years ago and the fact that there were rumors of another treasure that was still out there in the hills just waiting to be found.”

“Go on.”