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Chapters (49)
  1. Also by
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. Epigraph
  5. CHAPTER ONE
  6. CHAPTER TWO
  7. CHAPTER THREE
  8. CHAPTER FOUR
  9. CHAPTER FIVE
  10. CHAPTER SIX
  11. CHAPTER SEVEN
  12. CHAPTER EIGHT
  13. CHAPTER NINE
  14. CHAPTER TEN
  15. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  16. CHAPTER TWELVE
  17. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  19. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  21. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  22. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  23. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  44. CHAPTER FORTY
  45. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  48. EPILOGUE
  49. Teaser chapter

Gage pulled her into his arms. “You’re okay,” he repeated. “You’re all right.”

Abby hugged him. “I’m okay, I promise.” She eased back and grinned. “I found the way in!” She punched a fist into the air. “Yes!” Abby was grinning while his insides were still quaking.

“All we have to do is clear the floor out of the way,” she said with a triumphant smile.

Gage brushed the dirt off her forehead and cheeks. “You’re insane, you know that?” He captured her face between his hands, bent, and very thoroughly kissed her.

Abby kissed him back, making a little sound of pleasure in her throat. She broke away and flashed another grin. “It’s down there, and now we have a way to go in and get it.”

Gage drew in a steadying breath. “All right, fine.” His gaze scanned the three people around him: Mateo, Edge, and Carlos. “The lady says we’re going to find what we’re looking for down in that hole. Let’s take a break, hydrate, and get to work.”

Everybody smiled and nodded. They were ready for this and so was he. He just hoped like hell there wouldn’t be any more accidents.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

A HOT SUN SPILLED THROUGH THE WINDOWS. OVERHEAD, THE CEILING fan whipped the air. Arturo leaned back in the chair behind his ornately carved desk as the door opened and Paulo led Zuma into the room.

His gaze swept over the woman’s familiar face. Even with the fine silver strands in her heavy black hair and the few extra pounds she carried, Zuma Delgado was a beautiful woman.

Years ago, for a time, they had been together, but Arturo’s tastes had always run to younger women. A pretty serving maid had caught his eye, and Zuma had found them together. Their parting had been amiable. She had always known he would stray.

Zuma had taken a job as a server in the Cantina el Gato Rojo, which included rooms upstairs, where she still lived. It was there, in the Red Cat Cantina, she had met King Farrell, older, but still a handsome man, and apparently quite virile.

He stayed with Zuma whenever he came to the Yucatán, and Farrell had gone to her when he had fallen ill.

“You look exhausted,” Arturo said, rising. “Why don’t you sit down?”

Zuma walked toward him, head held high, loathing clear in a beautiful face now lined with age. Her bright, full skirts swirled around her ankles as she took the seat across from him, adjusting the white peasant blouse that covered her voluptuous breasts.

Arturo sat back down. “Tell me again what the old man said when he came to you,” he demanded.

“He was delirious, barely clinging to life. There is no way to know if what he said is true.”

“Tell me!” he demanded.