Title: Family Jewels
Author: M.J. O’Shea
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: L.C. Chase
Length: 200 Pages
Release Date: 27th April, 2015
Blurb: Corbin Ford, aka the Nightwatchman, named for the antique pocket watches he leaves behind at jobs, has been in the cat-burgling business for years. His father was. His grandfather was. His mother is still one of the most renowned thieves. Corbin likes his high-profile heists, priceless paintings from private collections, artifacts from museums, but his favorite? Jewels. Sparkly, beautiful jewels. If they’re famous, better yet.
Interpol agent Luke Eldridge has one goal and one goal only: to catch the Nightwatchman. Luke’s been after him for months, but getting the slip time and again is getting embarrassing. Luke has never even laid eyes on the bastard, but he’d happily strangle him. And then arrest him.
When Luke meets Corbin, the man of his dreams, he falls hard and fast… only to catch Corbin red-handed with his hand in a jewelry case at the scene of the highest-profile murder that’s rocked the international world in years.
April , Malaga, Spain
It was dark, as always. Corbin lived and worked in the dark shifting spaces between dusk and dawn. At least there wasn’t freezing wet rain dripping down his collar like there had been in England. The break was nice. Corbin could already tell London wasn’t going to be his home base for the long term.
He crept through the house, empty as he’d meticulously planned it to be, and legged it silently toward the office. West corner, second floor just past the grand spiral staircase. Houses like this one always got to Corbin, made him mad in a sense. He could probably afford one just like it, but he’d never seen the need. The excess didn’t appeal to him. It was like the people were asking him to come and help themselves to some of it. Hell, some of them owned multiple houses like the one he’d silently slid into, filled with jewelry and art and other trappings of excess. He was more than happy to take the weight off their shoulders—at least the best bits of it.
The alarm had been set, but he’d hijacked the signal with a device he’d paid a ton for in London. The guy he had in the States was better, could’ve gotten him twice the amount of time with no perceived interruption of signal, but he was still new in town and didn’t have the right contacts yet. Beggars couldn’t be choosers. As a result, Corbin had six minutes to get in and out before he lost control of the alarm and his motions set it off. Seven, if he was lucky. Corbin never needed luck. He just had to be a little bit faster than usual.
The office where Lord Martindale kept the best of his wife’s jewelry and a huge stack of cash happened to be on the second floor. Another inconvenience but a small one he’d get around like he always did if something worth working a little harder for was in play. Lady Martindale’s ruby choker was one of those things. Kept in a wall safe behind a second-rate postmodern oil painting, it was hardly guarded well enough to be a worthwhile challenge. The thing was, Corbin really wanted it, challenge or not. He’d been planning to go after it for months. Since the moment he’d touched down in London. It was a small hiccup that she’d taken it with her on holiday.
Again, nothing Corbin couldn’t handle. Their safe was newer with a digital lock rather than an old fashioned tumbler. Not much of a deterrent for someone with his experience. He’d been getting into safes just like it since he was a teenager. All it took was a trusty little gadget and a bit of finesse.
Less than thirty seconds later, the safe was open, and he could pick and choose what he wanted. That night, he only wanted the necklace. The rest wasn’t important enough to waste his time.
And there it was. Beautiful.
It shone like a beacon for Corbin’s fingers, blood red and dripping with diamond accents. It was so clear, it looked liquid. So perfectly cut every stone seemed to sing out his name. He wanted to touch and take, keep it for his own. He’d been lusting after the legendary piece of jewelry for years, ever since he’d seen it up for auction at Christie’s. He would’ve bought it at the time but why? It was so much more fun to get it this way.
I’m Mj O’Shea 🙂 I grew up, and still live, in sunny Washington state and while I love to visit other places, I can’t imagine calling anywhere else home.
I spent my childhood writing stories. Sometime in my early teens, the stories turned to romance. Most of those were about me, my friends, and our favorite movie and pop stars. Hopefully, I’ve come a long way since then.
When I’m not writing, I love to play the piano, dance, cook, paint pictures, and of course read! I like sparkly girly girl things, own at least twenty different colored headbands, and I have two little dogs who sit with me when I write. Sometimes they comes up with ideas for me too…when they’re not busy napping.
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/M.J.-OShea/e/B003XERT7M/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1427433101&sr=8-2-ent
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