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
Abby sighed. She didn’t like the attraction she felt for Gage Logan. It was a complication she didn’t need. If they partnered for the search, she would be spending days, possibly weeks with him. She didn’t want to feel this pull that could very well be one-sided.
And if it were mutual?
Even worse. Finding the treasure meant everything to her. King Farrell had been a great man, a man she loved and respected. For years, she had begged him to take her on one of his expeditions. In the beginning, she’d been too young. By the time she was old enough, her parents were divorced, her mother had been diagnosed with fourth-stage, terminal breast cancer, and Abby was needed at home.
King had been riding high back then, traveling the world on one grand adventure after another—until he’d become obsessed with finding what he called the Devil’s Gold. He had promised to take her with him on his next trip in search of what he believed would be the greatest find of his career.
But one failed effort after another had taken him on a downward spiral. He’d left the country for parts unknown, and for months there had been no word from him. Then his attorney had phoned with the news King was dead. He had made Abby the beneficiary of all his worldly possessions, including his house and the map that would lead her to the Devil’s Gold.
Aside from making her rich beyond her wildest dreams, the discovery would prove King Farrell was the great explorer people had once believed.
The gold was there. King knew it. Abby intended to find it.
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER THREE
GAGE WATCHED ABIGAIL HOLLAND WALK OUT OF HIS OFFICE. SHE was an interesting mix of naïveté and determination. She was pretty, with a high forehead beneath a fringe of bangs, her fair skin touched by a smattering of freckles. Her full pink lips lifted easily into smiles, and the most glorious red-gold hair he had ever seen hung in a single loose braid down her back.
Add to that, in dark blue stretch jeans that showed off her curves and a soft yellow sweater that revealed a hint of cleavage, she was a very sexy lady. Late twenties, he would guess, and apparently single—no wedding ring and no mention of a husband or family.
He didn’t like the idea that someone wanted the map she’d inherited badly enough to break into her home and attack her. She’d moved out, she had told him, and was taking precautions. Gage hoped they would be enough.
Seating himself behind the computer on his big oak desk, he googled the name King Farrell and watched a growing list of links pop up.