certificate was still unverified and Tim’s notes indicated he had questions regarding the theft. He used the onboard phone to call Shelby to see if there was any news.
“There was a message from Sam on the service telling you where to stay. She’ll contact you.”
He plugged the location into his laptop, grimaced at the hotel description. “This place looks pretty grungy. Couldn’t Finders, Inc. spring for something a little more upscale?”
“Maybe she doesn’t want to be noticed. You’re too pampered, sitting in that office, rich boy.”
Daniel detested being reminded of his father’s wealth, money that was now his even if it was safely locked away in some bank gathering interest, and Shelby knew it. One of the reasons he stayed at Finders was that few people there knew or cared how much he was worth. They saw him as an ordinary guy, one of them. Well, everyone but Sam.
“Touché. I’m being a snob. I’ll rough it.” He looked at his notes. “Ask Tim to take another look at the pictures of the statue, will you?”
“Sure, but I should tell you he’s more focused on the theft.”
“Why?”
“He believes an art thief would have gone about things with more finesse. He’s got someone checking with the police about it. I’ll let you know.”
“I’m sorry, Mr. McCullough.” The attendant motioned to the tray and the phone. “We’ll be landing in Lima in fifteen minutes. Please shut down your computer and end your call.”
“Certainly.” He nodded. “We’re landing soon, Shel. I have to go.”
“I’ll keep digging. You find Sam.”
“Count on it.”
Daniel rubbed his fingers over the golden disk Samantha had sent. By the time he stepped onto Peruvian soil, the hairs on his neck were upright—never a good sign.
Evelyn had ordered a car to take him to the hotel. In his room, Daniel flopped across the bed to think. Like some people assembled a puzzle, his brain began to sort bits of information, trying to create order from chaos.
One problem ate at him. If the statue had been stolen for an art collector, why was it still floating around? The answer wasn’t one he liked and once more warning signals went off.
Daniel sincerely hoped his instincts were wrong this time. Otherwise Sam was in deeper trouble than she knew.
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