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pitch black, use knockout spray from her perfume bottle to render the guards unconscious, and grab the crown.  She’d leave the fake crown lying on the ground by the window.  It contained a man-made replica of the Eye of the Jaguar, but it had exactly the same chemical composition. Nadette was a jeweler. She’d made up the replica. No scientist would be able to tell the difference.
                    The hope was that when the guards examined the crown, they would think that the thief had failed in their attempt to steal it, and their search would be less intensive. If they thought the crown had been stolen, they’d turn the island upside down, but if they thought the thief had been unsuccessful, they wouldn’t be searching people’s luggage for the crown when they left the island.
                    She’d give the crown to Nadette, who’d melt it down and remove the Eye.  She’d be the one to smuggle it off the island.   
                    Or, she would have been if she hadn’t been busted.
                    She had no idea what would happen now. She felt that she had a fairly good chance of escape at some point, given her advanced climbing skills, but when she got out, not only would the Shadow Lord be looking to make her hide into a pretty leopard-skin rug, so would Nadette and Corran.
                    Tyler hung up and they sat there in silence, waiting.  It wasn’t long.  Less than five minutes later there was a knock on the door.
                    He cast a regretful glance at the door, then opened it.  Three jaguar shifter cops hurried in.  One of them had a police captain’s insignia on his uniform.
                    The captain, who identified himself as Captain Hundri, thanked Tyler. “I will ask you to wait outside your room so that we can interrogate the prisoner in private,” he said.  She tensed.  She doubted this interrogation was going to be a friendly chat.
                    Then, as Tyler turned to go, the captain said, “You didn’t inform your employers about this, did you?”
                    Tyler raised an eyebrow, looking surprised. “Of course I did,” he said.   “Why? Is that a problem? We work with the law enforcement community all the time.”  
    Gwenneth somehow had a feeling he was lying about telling his employers.
                    There was a pause. “For our national pride and security, we prefer that such incidents are not publicized,” the captain said, frowning.  “How much did you tell them?”
                    Tyler shrugged. “I tell my employers everything. And I can assure you that we don’t publicize this kind of information,” he said, then he left the room.
                    The captain waited until the door slammed shut and Tyler’s footsteps had receded, then turned his attention to Gwenneth, flexing his fingers and flashing an evil grin. Ice cold fear washed through her veins. Something was wrong with this whole scenario.  She almost wanted to cry out for Tyler to come back, not to leave her alone with this man. This man had bad intentions.
                    “Now, thief, where shall we start?” he said.
                   
     
     
     

Chapter Seven
     
                   “What’s your name?” he yelled, and struck the side of her face again, hard.  Her ears rang.  Her lip was already swelling, and she could taste her own blood. Panic clutched at her, but she pressed her lips together and stayed silent.
                    “Who sent you?” He backhanded her with his fist this time. Red hot pain exploded in her head, and the room swam in dizzy circles.
                    Panting for breath, she looked away.  Tears burned in her eyes, but she said nothing. 
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