Abby filled him in on the attack three weeks ago, including the description of the man in black who had broken into her house in search of the map. Over the next few days, she’d purchased a. 38 revolver and had a security system installed, but she had been more than ready to move out.

“I listed the property for sale the next day. It’s a lovely old Victorian, and the Denver market is strong. I had a full-price offer by the end of the week.”

Those intense blue eyes ran over her, and she felt a little curl of heat in the pit of her stomach.

“Clearly you’re serious about this,” he said. “Unfortunately, I only met King Farrell a couple of times. I never knew him on a personal level. I’ll need a lot more information before I make a decision.”

“Assuming you agree, how does it work?”

“It’s all fairly straightforward. Our lawyers draw up a contract. In layman’s terms, you and I share equally in the cost of the expedition. You provide the information. I provide the expertise and the crew necessary to make it work. If we find something, the expenses are deducted, including any government fees and any unexpected monies that might be required, and the balance is split fifty-fifty.”

She nodded, expecting similar terms. “That sounds fair enough.”

“You referred to this as the Devil’s Gold. From what I’ve read, King never gave any indication of where the gold was supposed to be. His travels took him everywhere—from Africa to the southern US border to the tip of Tierra del Fuego in Argentina. That’s a lot of ground to cover.”

“I can narrow it down for you. You have a reputation for honesty, Mr. Logan. If you’re willing to sign a nondisclosure agreement, I’ll give you all the information you need.”

“It’s Gage, and I’m happy to do that—if it gets that far. In the meantime, I’ll have to do some digging. Give me a couple of days. Why don’t we meet here again Wednesday morning, if that works for you.”

“Ten o’clock?”

“That’s fine.”

“All right,” she agreed. “Then I look forward to talking to you on Wednesday.”

“If you’re interested in the Amanitore rubies, I’m giving a guest lecture tomorrow night at the Museum of Nature and Science. Begins at seven p.m.”

Mostly she was interested in seeing the way Logan handled himself. She would be trusting this man to help her find her grandfather’s treasure. She wanted to know as much about him as she could.

“Perhaps I’ll see you there.” She rose from her chair, and Logan rose as well. As she walked out of the office, she could feel him watching her, and a thread of sexual awareness slipped through her.