“Nothing can bring out the evils of a man like the lust to possess a particular jewel.” — Sylvie Montague
Some coincidences gemologist Sylvie Montague might buy. But she could not swallow the notion that, by a random baggage mix-up, she was holding the very jewel that Paul Maigny, her rogue of an ex, coveted most.
Sylvie didn't want to believe that Paul would involve her in a jewel heist--especially when she'd been deputized by the Glasgow police to assess this very gem. But Paul wasn't talking. And between Scottish mobsters, fiery car chases and a seductive stranger with as many facets as the cursed diamond, Sylvie sensed that finding the legendary stone's rightful owner was a matter of life, death--and age-old justice.
