Abby just sat there. Gage Logan was clearly a force to be reckoned with. She was almost sure she didn’t like it. Almost. It had been years since there’d been anyone around to worry about her safety.

As Logan navigated the Rover in and out of the traffic on Colorado Boulevard, he relaxed back in his seat. “Where are we going?”

Abby gave him directions to her borrowed apartment on South Dexter Street. “It belongs to a friend. Tammy’s staying with her boyfriend, trying to decide if she’s going to make a permanent move.”

“Probably a good idea to find out first.”

“Jed’s a white-hat kind of guy. I hope it works out for them.”

The corner of his mouth edged up. “A white-hat guy. I like that.”

Abby glanced at Logan. He was definitely a larger-than-life figure. Time would tell if the good things she had read about him were true.

Winding in and out of traffic, the Rover continued down the street. “I hope you enjoyed the lecture,” Gage said mildly.

“I’ve read several articles you wrote about the rubies, so I knew most of what you were going to say.”

He flicked her a sideways glance. “Then why did you go?”

“Reading about your adventures could only tell me so much. I wanted a look at Logan, the man. If we’re going to work together, I need to trust you. To do that, I need to get a sense of who you are.” One that was more objective than the image she had conjured in her head.

As they passed beneath an overhead light, his gaze strayed to hers. “So you think I’ll agree to your proposal.”

“You have to be intrigued. And from what I’ve read, you’re very thorough. By now, you know everything there is to know about King’s Folly. Or at least as much as anyone knows. You also know that, aside from his final quest, King never failed at anything he attempted. He believed the gold was there. You’re just deciding if you want to risk your own reputation trying to find it.”

Gage smiled, a flash of white in the darkness that relaxed his features and made him even more handsome. Her pulse kicked up for the second time that night. It was ridiculous. The last thing she needed was a distraction like Logan.

“We need to talk,” he said. “If it’s safe, your place will do.”

She nodded, though his gaze was fixed on the road and not her. “All right.”

“I hope you’ve got something alcoholic to drink. I’m always a little keyed up after one of these events. Being in the spotlight isn’t one of my favorite activities.”

She wouldn’t have guessed that. King loved being in front of an adoring audience.