"Nothing can bring out the evils of man like the lust to possess a particular jewel." — Sylvie Montague

Some coincidences gemologist Sylvie Montague might buy. But she could not swallow the notion that, by a random baggage mix-up, she was holding the very jewel that Paul Maigny, her rogue of an ex, coveted most.

Sylvie didn't want to believe that Paul would involve her in a jewel heist — especially when she'd been deputized by the Glasgow police to assess this very gem. But Paul wasn't talking. And between Scottish mobsters, fiery car chases and a seductive stranger with as many facets as the cursed diamond, Sylvie sensed that finding the legendary stone's rightful owner was a matter of life, death — and age-old justice.