Chapters (49)
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- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Epigraph
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- EPILOGUE
- Teaser chapter
And the hard truth was he wanted to go. He wanted to be there when she found the gold, be there when her face lit up with the rush of excitement and satisfaction that only a true treasure hunter knew. He wanted to be there because he finally believed the Devil’s Gold was real.
“King was right,” he said. “I’m the man for the job.” The only man, he thought. The man who cared enough about her to protect her at any cost, even his life—because no way would he let another woman die because of him. “We started this together. We’ll finish it together—beginning to end.”
Abby threw her arms around his neck, and he pulled her close, buried his face in her shiny copper hair.
“You won’t be sorry,” she said. “We’re going to find it this time. I know we are.”
His hold tightened around her. If the gold was still there, they would find it. But sooner or later, word of a venture like this would get out. Mexico was a dangerous place, even without the lure of gold.
The real question was could they stay alive long enough to bring it home?
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
ABBY CALLED TAMMY, AND SHE AGREED TO SUBLEASE ABBY THE apartment. With a trip to Mexico in the offing, she wouldn’t be moving in for a while, but she would take over the rent. Gage needed her close by, he’d said. There were details to discuss, preparations to make.
He’d kissed her again and told her how much he wanted her, shown her as soon as they were back upstairs in his apartment.
The man was insatiable. Abby smiled. Recently, she had discovered she was too.
She was working downstairs, her laptop on one of the desks in the main part of the office, when Maggie Powell walked in.
“Good morning,” Maggie said.
Abby smiled. “Gage said you were coming in sometime today.”
“I prefer working here instead of at home when Gage is planning an expedition. I thought . . . after he returned from Arizona. . . I thought he’d be starting something new, but apparently his plans have changed.”
Abby could hear the censure in Maggie’s voice. “We’re going to Mexico, following a new lead.”
“That’s what Gage said.”
“You don’t sound pleased.”
“I’m surprised, is all.”
“Because of what happened to Cassandra.” It wasn’t a question. They were both women. They shared a certain intuition, particularly about situations involving a man.
“I was working for Gage when it happened. He was devastated. Cassie’s death nearly destroyed him. Unless I’m wrong, the two of you are involved in more than just a business relationship. Taking you to Mexico puts him in a risky situation. If something happened to you down there, I don’t think Gage could survive it.”