help him.â
Thomas had been in Mexico long enough to know how difficult situations with the police could get. If for no other reason than Raineâs endorsement of her new friend, he felt obliged to do what he could to help the guy.
âThey want you to go to the station with them,â Thomas explained next.
âMe?â Raine frowned uncertainly.
âIâll be with you.â
âThen Iâll go,â she said. âIâm sure this is just a misunderstanding and everything will be cleared up in no time.â
Thomas wished he could believe that. But one thing he knew: he would do everything within his power to protect his daughter.
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The minute Lorraine entered the small building, Jason leaped to his feet, relief at seeing her evident on his face. âLorraine!â he cried as if she were the answer to his prayers.
âWhatâs going on?â she asked.
Jason looked at the two officers standing near the door; they gazed back at him impassively.
With three policemen and Jason, plus Lorraine and Thomas, the station was crowded. For the first time Lorraine realized that only one of the men whoâd come to the house had accompanied them here. She hadnât a cluewhere the second man had gone. Not that it particularly concerned her.
âThis is my wife,â Jason announced in English.
Lorraine barely managed to swallow her denial.
Her father glared at her, eyes narrowed. Both policemen immediately glanced at the ring finger on her left hand.
âIs this true?â the older man asked. He was tall and distinguished-looking with a crop of thick white hair.
Everyone present seemed to await confirmation. Jasonâs expression begged her to go along with him. She forced a smile and nodded.
The room erupted into shouts and denials from the officer whoâd escorted Lorraine and her father to the station. She didnât know what anyone was saying, but it didnât take long for her father to become involved in the heated conversation.
âWhatâs all this about?â Lorraine asked Jason under her breath.
âI donât know,â he said, looking as confused as she felt. âBut from what I can make out, they think Iâve got some Mayan artifact, which is ridiculous.â He appeared frightened, baffled and apologetic. âI didnât mean to drag you into this,â he confessed in a low voice, âbut I didnât know what else to do.â
âWhyâd you say I was your wife?â
âI had to tell them something so I could convince them to contact you. I told them you were visiting your father, so you hadnât registered at the hotel yet.â He paused, lowering his eyes. âThey wouldnât let me place a call or have an attorney present. I didnât know what to do or whatâs going on. I helped you and I was hoping you could help me.â
âDonât worry,â she told him, although she hated lying.Still, she supposed there were times it was necessary; now seemed to be one such occasion.
The argument continued between the police and Lorraineâs father.
âI still wish youâd told them the truth,â she murmured.
âYou want me to tell them I was recently on a dig?â He stared at her with wide-eyed disbelief. âLorraine, thatâs crazy! The minute they learn that, theyâll be convinced I actually have the thing.â
The white-haired officer walked over to the other side of the room. Jasonâs backpack was open on a table and his clothes and personal effects littered the top. His bag had been thoroughly searched.
âDad?â Lorraine stepped closer to her father. âHave you found anything out?â
âSergeant Lopez is of the opinion that yourâ¦husband is guilty of stealing a national treasure. They think Jason stole the Kukulcan Star.â He went on to explain that the Star was an artifact associated with the god Kukulcan. It