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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

“You ready?” Gage asked. The suitcases were loaded. The digital cards had been stolen from her cameras, but fortunately she had extras, and the cameras hadn’t been destroyed.

“I’m ready.” She looked tired for the first time since he’d met her, her expression glum. She put her hand on his arm, as if to steady herself.

Gage caught her shoulders. “Everything’s going to be all right. We still have what we need to find the Devil’s Gold, okay?”

Abby slowly nodded. “You’re right. I just . . . I didn’t expect anything like this to happen.”

“It’s been a long day. Let’s go home.”

Abby looked up at him. “I don’t really have a home anymore, so I guess your place will do.”

She looked so forlorn, Gage leaned down and kissed her forehead. It was a very un-Gage-like thing to do.

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER SEVEN

ABBY STUMBLED AS SHE MADE HER WAY BACK TO GAGE’S LAND Rover. She felt numb all over and tired to the bone. Realizing the lengths someone was willing to go to get the map told her the sort of danger she was facing.

And the journey had not yet begun.

As they reached the Rover and Gage pulled open her door, Abby’s head shot up. “Oh, my God—the storage locker. I put King’s personal possessions in a storage facility. Maybe it’s been vandalized, too!”

“Get in.” He half-hoisted her into the car seat and slammed the door, then rounded the hood and got in behind the wheel.

“What’s the address?”

Abby gave him directions to Rod’s Self-Storage, a compact cluster of units not far from Tammy’s apartment. As they pulled up to the gate, she punched in her personal code, and a portion of the high chain-link fence slid open.

“Second row over. Unit 25.”

Gage drove up in front of a long stucco building, and they got out of the car. Abby opened the combination padlock, her heart pounding as Gage rolled up the corrugated steel door.

A sigh of relief escaped as she saw the interior of the 5- by 10-foot unit neatly stacked with cardboard boxes.

“Looks like they haven’t been here,” Gage said.

“Not yet. The security’s good. It’s not that easy to get in and out.”

“What’s in the boxes?”

“I gave his clothes to the Salvation Army. These are mostly his notes. His journals are in there. I didn’t have room to store the stuff at Tammy’s, but I didn’t want to throw the notes away. I examined the journals very carefully, and there wasn’t anything about the Devil’s Gold. The information we need is in the notes he left me with the map. Anything else he must have taken with him on his last expedition.”