Gunshots waken Ian Tunbridge, an assistant curator of classical antiquities at the British Museum, on his first day on a dig in California. The only way to save his life is to run for it, but luck is not on his side. At least, not until he meets Lucas Arpini, the brash American photographer who seems to have some sort of clue what’s going on. Together, they’re supposed to be the tools in finding an artifact nobody believes is real -- nobody, that is, except Lucas and the man kidnaps them both.<br><br>Ian doesn’t know what to believe. His colleagues are dead, he’s injured, and he has no choice but to put his faith in a gorgeous stranger. Their escape should lead them straight to the police, but when Lucas shows him pieces of the puzzle they were meant to solve, Ian is too intrigued to walk away. He wants to solve the riddle as badly as Lucas does.<br><br>Unfortunately, they aren’t the only ones ...

Riddle Me Wicked

“How long have you been up?” His voice came out as a croak. He cleared it and actually felt a little better.


“You didn’t hear the phone ring?”


“No.” He hadn’t heard the shower, either. He must have slept like a rock.


“Suse called. We’ve got an appointment in San Fran with someone who’s going to get you an emergency duplicate passport.” He rose and slapped Ian’s covered leg. “Which means you need to get your ass up so we can meet him. The sooner we have you legally mobile, the faster we can find the Blood of Sheol and get Sultis off our backs.”


Chapter 20