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to it.”

      “So I’m all the more sorry.”

      “I appreciate the—”

      “Hold on. He’s moving.”

      And Jack was.

      He emerged from the cabin with a small box tucked beneath his arm. The box appeared to be made of ordinary, brown cardboard. It measured no more than half a foot wide and long. Jack was whistling as he stepped off his boat and onto the dock.

      For some reason, the upbeat tune made Carr’s blood boil. “Let’s follow him.”

      Malina planted her hand in the center of his chest. “Let’s watch.”

      After a few moments, Jack disappeared up the stairs toward the marina bar—and no doubt the parking lot beyond.

      “We should go after him.”

      “I will. I know where he lives.” Tucking her pistol back into its holster, Malina opened the door and stepped out. “Let’s look around a little first.”

      As they moved slowly along the dock, Carr studied the bobbing American Dream. Something was fishy about Jack’s boat—and it didn’t have anything to do with nets or rods. “I don’t suppose you could turn your head while I pop the cabin lock and see what old Jack had hidden beneath his mattress?”

      “Not yet.”

      Though Malina’s back was to him, Carr raised his eyebrows. “So you’re not saying no? How liberal of you, Agent—”

      “Hang on.”

      As Malina bent to one knee, Carr moved closer to her. More coffee maybe? If so, Jack really ought to find a sealed box to carry his illicit merchandise in. Didn’t the man know about plastic containers? They even had fresh seal plastic bags now. Double-zippered to ensure the contents stayed tightly enclosed.

      “Well, now,” Malina said in a low, excited tone that immediately captured his attention. “It seems your neighbor does have a side business, though I’m not sure how drugs, art or coffee enters into it.”

      Carr moved his attention to her clenched fist, which she held out in front of her. “How so?”

      “It appears Mr. Rafton went for the sparkle instead.”

      When she opened her hand, sitting on a scrap of white cloth, a large, loose diamond glittered back at him from her steady palm.

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      RISING, Malina studied the stone in her hand. Four, maybe five carats. But the thrill of discovery was rapidly being overcome by questions with no answers.

      Hamilton, standing so close she felt completely wrapped in his enticing, somewhat old-fashioned sandalwood scent, seemed to realize this as well. “You make people think you’re smuggling drugs, when you’re really smuggling diamonds? That seems…”

      “Stupid.”

      “And what about the artwork?” Hamilton asked. “I’ve bought enough paintings to recognize the crates in which they’re shipped.”

      “Decoys? Or he’s into more than gems.”

      “Coffee grounds and painting crates to disguise diamonds?”

      Malina shrugged. “Gold and jewels are a big commodity now. With the stock market and economy shaky, tangible assets are hot. Banks, museums and collectors are being hit left and right. Smuggling stolen goods is in vogue once again.”

      “But Jack—head of a smuggling operation?” Hamilton frowned. “He doesn’t have the nerve or the brains. He’s a nice, average guy.”

      “And yet he’s already managed to stir up a lot of red tape. Paintings and diamonds are major theft—FBI jurisdiction, in other words. Drugs are DEA. Plus, there’s local law enforcement to coordinate and possibly the Coast Guard if any of us needed to board his boat in open water. Maybe this is a more complex operation than it seems.”

      Hamilton shook his head. “Sorry. I can’t give Jack that kind of credit.” When her gaze flicked to his, he amended, “Bad guy credit, of course. He’s just not that creative a thinker, not devious enough.”

      “Maybe you’re the one who’s not devious enough.”

      “Oh, no. I am.”

      How did she respond to that? His odd, self-deprecating humor had a darker source, she was sure. Were all those profitable lawsuits becoming mundane?

      She knew he’d left his practice in New York City two years ago to settle on Palmer’s Island, where he’d volunteered to be the unpaid staff lawyer to a variety of charities and churches. Up until they’d met, she’d been certain he was behind the scenes building a big case—tort reform be damned—that would bust out on the national scene, sending him around the talk shows and law conferences for some time to come.

      But that cold-blooded plan didn’t mesh with the man she’d met—and kissed.

      I like to walk on the beach.

      She believed those words more than she trusted the evidence she’d seen in her background check.

      How far the mighty had fallen indeed.

      “You observed Jack taking a payoff,” she said, to get her focus back on the case as she folded the cloth carefully around the diamond and tucked it in her pants pocket. “He could be a middleman with someone more creative pulling the strings.”

      “True.”

      “Who would have the nerves and the brains around here to smuggle diamonds?”

      “I can find out.” A smile stretched across his gorgeous face. “In fact, we both can.”

      “Why am I not surprised?” Malina crossed her arms over her chest. “I should be ordering you back to your office and out of my business.”

      He slid his fingers down her sweater-covered arm, barely touching but easily reminding her of the intimacies they’d already shared. And the ones likely to come. Need shimmered between them like the glow of the moon overhead. “But you won’t.”

      “No.”

      “Because you know I won’t listen, or because you know you can use me to solve the case?”

      “Both. I assume you already have an idea for finding out about the smuggling?”

      “You know me well.”

      “You constantly think several steps ahead.” She shrugged. “It’s a trait I recognize.”

      He angled his head. “I imagine so. I’ve been invited to a yacht party on Friday night. All the island’s elite crowd will be there, including Jack.”

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