All this fuss over a tourist trinket?
All this fuss over a tourist trinket?Fitting a jeweler’s loupe to his eye, Jon peered at the cross through the lens. He held out his hand to Terri. Slipping off her diamond engagement ring, she handed it to him. He dragged the diamond over the face of the cross, pressing hard as if trying to scratch its surface. Returning Terri her ring, he inspected the cross again.
What the hell?
What the hell?“Quickly, damn it,” Alvarez said.
Jon returned the cross to the box and flipped the cover closed. Removing the loupe, he sat wide-eyed, gripping the box with both hands. He started to laugh.
“Jon?” Terri said.
“Not a mark,” he said, still laughing. She threw her arms around him, laughing, too.
“And now,” Alvarez said, “my payment.”
Wiping his eyes and s
