the inside to Nick before he reached in and extracted a folded
piece of paper. He unfolded it carefully, then turned it so
they could see the photocopied object. “The crown jewels of
Ireland.”
“Crown jewels of Ireland?” Kelly said. “Is that real? That
doesn’t sound real.”
Nick lowered his head, rubbing his face with both hands.
“The crown jewels of Ireland disappeared in the early 1900s.
Why are they stealing documents from the Revolutionary
War if that’s what they’re after?”
“Wait, is this real?” Kelly asked again.
Nick nodded. “They were pieces made for the Order of
St. Patrick in seventeen . . . something. I don’t remember.
They disappeared in 1908. After they were stolen, the papers
started cal ing them the Irish Crown Jewels.”
“Jesus.” Kelly gaped at Nick. “Is there any obscure piece
of history that you don’t know off the top of your head?
Seriously!”
“Actually, it was 1907,” Julian said. “But I had to look
up the information, so I’m impressed with your knowledge,
Detective.”
Nick rolled his fingers through the air. “Get to the
important part.”
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“The order was created in 1783. You’ll notice the
proximity to the end of your country’s Revolution.”
Nick closed his eyes and nodded impatiently. He was still
waiting for any of this to connect to anything they’d found.
“The jewels, however, were not made until 1831 to replace
the original rather plain ones worn by the Order.”