wZ4Y9w9w6GoHer veneer was big city, but one look and you knew that Toni Raselle's instincts were straight out of the river shack she came from. I watched her as she toyed with the man, laughing, her tumbled hair like raw blue-black silk, her brown shoulders bare. Eyes deep-set, a girl with a gypsy look. So this was the girl I had risked my life to find. This was the girl who was going to lead me to a buried fortune in stolen loot.Chapter 01 - 00:00Chapter 02 - 27:20Chapter 03 - 45:23Chapter 04 - 1:20:17Chapter 05 - 1:45:48Chapter 06 - 1:58:49Chapter 07 - 2:29:01Chapter 08 - 2:56:22Chapter 09 - 3:24:01Chapter 10 - 3:48:24Chapter 11 - 4:17:55Chapter 12 - 4:34:05Chapter 13 - 5:03:45Chapter 14 - 5:26:01Read by Winston Tharp (https://librivox.org/reader/5694)