REVIEW

"This is a fantastic adventure novel that has just the right amount of action, adventure, romance, and danger thrown in to make it incredible. As a student of gemology, I am familiar with the stories of the Hope Diamond and its legend and curses. The stories about the Hope Diamond that are included in this novel speak of the accuracy the author dedicated to research. The characters and settings are lively and lushly described, and easily visible in the mind's eye. Romance and adventure readers will love this exciting novel as much as I did." - Top Review Pick, 4.5 Stars

Reviewed by: Night Owl Reviews

EXCERPT

Torrents of rain splashed down around her high-heeled boots. Lucy couldn’t see anything in the darkened alleyway, with grayed bricks faded to black. She wrinkled her nose at the damp smell of rotted food wafting from a nearby dumpster.

Her hand went to the purse hanging from her shoulder. She smiled in confidence. The weight of her .45 felt reassuringly heavy as she palmed the cold steel of the barrel, rubbing the grip. Wind whipped by, causing a strand of hair to fly across her face. Lucy felt a chill creep up her spine as the gust made its way through her designer parka.

So much for fashion, how long did she have to wait? She glanced at her watch, one hour in the rain so far.

Why wasn’t he coming out? He’s late. Making a face, she looked around the vicinity.

There wasn’t enough light from the lone streetlamp to illuminate her wristwatch. A couple hurried by, squeezed together under an umbrella. Sounds of traffic from the busy nightlife blared and she gripped her head to stop the ache.

Lucy wished she hadn’t come here alone, her lips moved into a frown. Feeling miserable, she tried unsuccessfully to huddle underneath an overhang of a small pharmaceutical company left of the alley that saw better days. She attempted to keep some of the rain off her soaked body. Hair plastered about her face in long strands. Shivering, Lucy glowered.

This really is all Chase’s fault. He needs to be more careful. Only he could get mixed up in a mess like this. A cold raindrop snaked its way down her back.