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Jeff had obtained the divorce in Reno. It was while he was establishing residence there that he had run into Conrad Morgan. Morgan had once worked for Uncle Willie. ‘How would you like to do me a small favour, Jeff?’ Conrad Morgan had asked. ‘There’s a young lady travelling on a train from New York to St Louis with some jewellery …’

Jeff looked out of the plane window and thought about Tracy. There was a smile on his face.

When Tracy returned to New York, her first stop was at Conrad Morgan et Cie Jewellers. Conrad Morgan ushered Tracy into his office and closed the door. He rubbed his hands together and said, ‘I was getting very worried, my dear. I waited for you in St Louis and –’

‘You weren’t in St Louis.’

‘What? What do you mean?’ His blue eyes seemed to twinkle.

‘I mean, you didn’t go to St Louis. You never intended to meet me.’

‘But of course I did! You have the jewels and I –’

‘You sent two men to take them away from me.’

There was a puzzled expression on Morgan’s face. ‘I don’t understand.’

‘At first I thought there might be a leak in your organization, but there wasn’t, was there? It was you. You told me that you personally arranged for my train ticket, so you were the only one who knew the number of my compartment. I used a different name and a disguise, but your men knew exactly where to find me.’

There was a look of surprise on his cherubic face. ‘Are you trying to tell me that some men robbed you of the jewels?’

Tracy smiled. ‘I’m trying to tell you that they didn’t.’

This time the surprise on Morgan’s face was genuine. ‘You have the jewels?’

‘Yes. Your friends were in such a big hurry to catch a plane that they left them behind.’

Morgan studied Tracy a moment. ‘Excuse me.’

He went through a private door, and Tracy sat down on the couch, perfectly relaxed.

Conrad Morgan was gone for almost fifteen minutes, and when he returned, there was a look of dismay on his face. ‘I’m afraid a mistake has been made. A big mistake. You’re a very clever young lady, Miss Whitney. You’ve earned your twenty-five thousand dollars.’ He smiled admiringly. ‘Give me the jewels and –’

‘Fifty thousand.’

‘I beg your pardon?’

‘I had to steal them twice. That’s fifty thousand dollars, Mr Morgan.’

‘No,’ he said flatly. His eyes had lost their twinkle. ‘I’m afraid I can’t give you that much for them.’

Tracy rose. ‘That’s perfectly all right. I’ll try to find someone in Las Vegas who thinks they’re worth that.’ She moved towards the door.

‘Fifty thousand dollars?’ Conrad Morgan asked.

Tracy nodded.

‘Where are the jewels?’

‘In a locker at Penn Station. As soon as you give me the money – in cash – and put me in a taxi, I’ll hand you the key.’

Conrad Morgan gave a sigh of defeat. ‘You’ve got a deal.’

‘Thank you,’ Tracy said cheerfully. ‘It’s been a pleasure doing business with you.’

Chapter Nineteen (#ulink_3215a155-3383-5ab5-b257-5038e59848fe)

Daniel Cooper was already aware of what the meeting in J. J. Reynolds’s office that morning was about, for all the company’s investigators had been sent a memo the day before regarding the Lois Bellamy burglary that had taken place a week earlier. Daniel Cooper loathed conferences. He was too impatient to sit around listening to stupid chatter.