Roxanne St. Claire - Make Her Pay

The eighth book in the Bullet Catchers series, 2009

THE RESEARCH FOR this book was great fun, and allowed me to meet and talk to some of the most outstanding individuals in the world of salvage diving and treasure hunting. I thank them all. If any errors are made regarding treasure hunting, diving, or life in the Azores, blame me, not any of these people.

In particular, Id like to send a huge hug and kiss to Pete and Gloria Mann, treasure hunters, divers, and all around fantastic friends (and bowlers!) who acted as escorts, making sure I had access, information, and a wealth of resources to help make my story more realistic. Especially Pete, who never ignored my calls and patiently explained the secrets of the sea. You two are the real buried treasure in this book!

Also, huge props to the friendly folks at the McClarty Treasure Museum and the Mel Fisher Center in Sebastian, Florida, who opened their doors, answered my questions, and gave me a chance to touch the treasure. Anyone interested in Florida treasure hunting must start in these two places.

A special tip of the dive mask to treasure hunting legend Robert Frogfoot Weller, whose writings guided me around the ballast piles, and maritime archaeologist and conservator Wyatt Yeager, who was a great source of information regarding the care and feeding of recovered treasure.

Also, awesome writer, dear friend, and former resident of the Azores, Lara Santiago, and Petty Officer Jennifer Johnson of the United States Coast Guard, who both took time from busy schedules to answer questions and fact check.

Obrigada to Barbie Furtado, who perfected my faulty Portuguese.

Theres a crew of people who are on this ride with me book after book and I love them all. My dear writing friends, especially Kresley Cole, Kristen Painter, Cami Dalton, Allison Brennan, Toni McGee Causey, Marilyn Puett, and so many others who help me through the highs and lows and inspire me to dig deeper every time.

The entire publishing team at Pocket Books-most especially my beloved editor, Micki Nuding, along with literary agent extraordinaire, Kim Whalen. I may write the book, but without them, it would die in my computer.

And, finally, as always, my deepest gratitude to the ones who know me the best, and love me anyway, Rich, Dante & Mia. Without my family, none of this would be possible or even worth doing.

Make Her Pay

I DONT NORMALLY make a habit of hiring thieves as security specialists. Lucy Sharpe met the cold blue gaze of a man shed never imagined would return to the Bullet Catchers after shed discharged him under a cloud of suspicion.

Habits can be broken. Constantine Xenakis strode across the library and dropped into an antique chair that most men avoided, but his long, rugged body dominated the dainty seat, completely at ease. Kind of like rules. And locks.

Dan Gallagher mentioned you were as confident as ever.

As I recall, thats a big plus for this job. A flicker of a smile softened his hardened expression.

It helps, Lucy agreed. First of all, thank you again for your assist on the kidnapping in Miami. Helping to find that piece of evidence was key and helped to save several peoples lives, including Dans son. Im very grateful for that.

His smile deepened to show the contrast of white teeth against tanned olive skin. I had to get creative to find a way back into this mansion, Luce.

You could have called. She nodded to the BlackBerry on her desk. The number hasnt changed in six years.

As if youd take my call.

In fact, she might have. I tried to find you after the truth came out on that diamond drop, Con. You were exonerated and I wanted to tell you that I was wrong.

You didnt try very hard, then-because you can find anyone, anywhere, no matter how deep underground they go.

True, she conceded. But by then youd already taken a new career path, and I didnt like it. I still dont.

Neither do I, he said quietly. Thats why Im here.

She lifted a brow. Youve grown a conscience after half a dozen years of helping yourself to corporate secrets, priceless jewels, and countless works of art?

He bristled and she knew shed hit his weak spot. Lets get this straight. I didnt help myself to anything. I have never kept anything Ive stolen. I have worked as a middleman between collectors with a lot of money, and the people and places who have things they want.

Lucy chuckled. Ive heard euphemisms for stealing before, but that one is in a league of its own.

Think what you want, Lucy, but I dont want the stuff Ive stolen. Ive simply used the talents I was born with-skills I unfortunately honed too well as a teenager.

You havent been a teenager for twenty years.

And as you recall, he continued, his voice low and deliberate, I found that people assumed that because I had certain abilities, I automatically used them.

Definitely his weak spot. That would make the assignment, if she chose to offer it, even more challenging. I assumed you helped yourself to diamonds because they were missing under your watch and you made no effort to dissuade me of that belief.

For the first time, he shifted his muscular frame in the undersized chair. You hired me, Luce. Dont you trust your own judgment? Did I have to come in here and plead my case, or is the client always right?

If you wanted to stay a Bullet Catcher badly enough, it would have been a smart move. Instead hed tested her, and theyd both lost. And, no, the client is not always right. And neither am I. I have an open mind and am a reasonable woman, Con. There was no need for you to disappear and become a professional thief. You could have been protecting those things instead of stealing them.

I made my choice, Lucy, he said simply. And now I am here to unmake it.

Dan told me youre serious about becoming a Bullet Catcher and I trust his judgment, she said. And, I admit, the idea intrigues me. But only if I understand why, so that I can believe this sudden change of heart is real.

Its real, and its not sudden. The impetus was the case in Miami last month, when I saw one of your men in action.

Dan Gallagher is one of the best.

For good reason. So, I decided if I was going to steal anything worthwhile Humor glinted. It should be his job.

She almost laughed at the idea that anyone could replace the man whod been her right hand for the last five years. The man who she was already wooing to temporarily fill her chair when her baby arrived in six months. That would be some steal.

Lets put it this way. I dont do things halfway. If I work for you, Id want to be the man you call one of your best. The conviction in his voice erased any concerns that the Con Man was doing a job on her.

A few seconds crawled by, punctuated by the pendulum swing of an antique grandfather clock across the room. Finally, without taking her eyes from his, she circled the writing table, settled in her chair, and reached for the dossier shed been reading before he arrived. She couldnt go one more day without fulfilling this clients request, and the perfect man for the job was right in front of her.

The assignment is tough, even for a seasoned Bullet Catcher. She handed him the file. I need a diver.