Like recovering from heart surgery beneath the gaze of his over-protective family isn't exasperating enough, someone keeps trying to break into Adrien English's bookstore. What is this determined midnight intruder searching for?
When a half-century old skeleton is discovered beneath rotting floorboards in the midst of Cloak and Dagger Bookstore's renovation, Adrien turns to hot and handsome ex-lover Jake Riordan -- now out-of-the closet and working as a private detective.
Jake is only too happy to have reason to stay in close contact with Adrien, but there are more surprises in Adrien's past than either one of them expects -- and one of them may prove hazardous to Jake's own heart.
Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Amateur Sleuth
Fifth book in the Adrien English series. The other four books have already been translated into Spanish as well as thirteen other languages. This book was a Lambda Literary Award finalist. This book has earned out at $50K and has sold over 15,000 copies.
“What kind of crumbs did he dole out?”
“Nazi treasure.”
For a few stunned seconds I couldn’t come up with an answer.
“Did I lose you?” Jake inquired.
“For a minute I thought I heard you say Nazi treasure.”
“I did.”
“No damn way.” I was totally disgusted. “That’s got to be one of the oldest scams in the book. The guy’s a con artist. If he doesn’t have anything better than that, tell him to forget it.”
That surprised a laugh out of Jake. “Not the reaction I expected.”
“It’s ridiculous.”
“I don’t know. It’s not impossible.”
“Yes, it is. Hidden Nazi treasure? Puhleaze. Newman saw us coming a mile away. I can’t believe you, of all people, are considering for one minute that this might have credence. The bastard’s playing us. Or trying to.”
“He was looking for something in the bookstore.”
That stopped me in my tracks. “So he does admit to trying to burglarize the bookstore?”
“He does. He seems pretty forthright. I get the feeling he’s decided five C in hand is worth more than all the legends of Nazi treasure in the bush. Or hidden in the floorboards, in this case.”
I considered. If Newman had confessed to burglary, maybe there was more to this than I thought. “Did you think he was credible?”
“I did. Yeah.”
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Translated by Dee Campos
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Translated by Luna Perafan
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