““That lying..." Jesse turned the key in the ignition before exploding. "Destroying papers that don't belong to him and acting as though he was doing his sister a favor." "And having a good laugh at our expense." Zane swore under his breath. "With that smile in place,he completely transformed himself from Scrooge to jovial Old Saint Nick." Wyatt grew thoughtful. "You have to admit that he made a smart move.We'll never know how many pages of Nathaniel's journal or how many of Coot's notes and maps were in those boxes." Jesse drove the truck along the main street. "Now what?" Wyatt shrugged. "Ledge won this round. We'll just have to come up with another way to entice him back into the ring." Zane stared at the sunlight glinting off the peaks of Treasure Chest in the distance. "Maybe he's already won the fight and we just don't know it.””
