diamonds. It would literally be priceless.”
Nick found himself nodding. He could understand even
the rumor of a treasure like that inspiring a certain type of
individual. “Okay. I follow. But what does that have to do
with the Irish Crown Jewels? Why are they after those instead
of this cross?”
“The main piece in the Irish collection was the Diamond
Star of the Grand Master,” Julian said. He laid his paper out
and pointed to one of the pieces. “Four square inches of pure
white diamond, with a ruby cross and an emerald trefoil in
the forefront. Itself worth millions in today’s market, but
nothing compared to the value of the golden and rosy cross,
if it exists.”
“Right. But the Irish Crown Jewels were stolen a hundred
years ago, and the Continental treasure and this pink cross
disappeared over a hundred years before that. So I say again,
where’s the connection?” Nick asked.
Julian tapped the photo of the Irish Crown Jewels. “This
is a map.”
“The brooch?” Kelly asked.
“Star. Technically.”
“Yeah, well I say ‘star’ and it gets all confusing.”
Julian scoffed. “Are you trying to say you’re not confused
already?”
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“This is a map to the missing Continental treasure?” Nick
asked, tapping the grainy picture.
“I mean are we talking about the Big Dipper or are we
talking about jewelry?” Kelly asked. “It’s a fucking brooch.”
“Your entire Recon team must be insufferable,” Julian