Thirty-Six

JACK

Let’s say you’re dead. Your old boss thinks you died from a gunshot wound and now you are free to live a normal life. You have a beautiful fiancée, a new group of friends, a kick-ass dream house, and a greenhouse full of plants. You have repatriated a stolen necklace and a missing diamond, and you are keeping busy running Lou’s greenhouse while he’s doing time.

Everything is perfect.

Until one day, you get a call. The brooch you slipped into your pocket while you were locked away to die is real.

You know what that means.

Somewhere, lost in the Caribbean Sea, there is a shipping container holding almost all of the world’s missing treasures