Key West, Florida, US
A day after the visit to Cleopatra’s vault, Stryker was back home in Key West, relaxing in bed next to his beautiful wife. It was nighttime, and the lamp on the bedside table gave her face a soft glow. He took a deep, contented breath.
Pulling his hand out from the sheet he dangled a gold necklace in front of Angie. “I got you a souvenir.”
She reached up and took it from him, bringing it close to her face to study the fine gold chain and intricately carved amulet. “It’s gorgeous. An ankh!”
“Yes. Saber mentioned it’s an Egyptian symbol for balance between the masculine and feminine. Thought you might like it.”
“I love it!”
Angie held it out, silently asking for help.
He clasped it around her thin neck, pleased his olive branch was a success. “Good. You deserve s
