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"And how is he learning of these finds? It's almost like he's working with someone, someone who's doing all the leg work and he just claims the prize."
"Takes the idea of team work to a whole new level, but I agree. There has to be someone else. This is for you." Tessa handed Quinn a sheet of paper. "Based on the mapping of the sky, I've charted the future dates when the celestial pattern will be the same."
Quinn looked up at Tessa. "When Derek, or his accomplice, can slip back in time."
"Exactly."
After business came pleasure. Tessa and Quinn decided on one of the many outdoor bars on the beach. Tessa dressed in a one piece silk sarong in the vibrant colors of red, pink, green and blue. Her hair was pulled up into a messy knot and her feet were bare. Quinn decided "when in Rome" and wore an amethyst silk sarong paired with a black tube top. She left her hair down and went barefoot, too.
The outdoor bar had grass umbrellas scattered along the beach and the bar, itself, was massive. There was a makeshift dance floor on the sand and a band was just setting up.
"Live music, sweet," Tessa said as she called the waiter over.
"That's Enrique. Hot as hell and as sweet as can be. Grad student who works for me so..." Tessa threw up her hands and grinned, "...I have to keep my hands off."
Quinn shook her head. "Don't look at me!"
"Why not? You're young, beautiful, single. Youaresingle, right?"
How did she answer that?
Luckily, she didn't have to because in that moment Enrique appeared. Quinn had to give it to Tessa, the woman had taste. He looked like a darker version of Johnny Depp and his body was Brad Pitt, circa Thelma and Louise. Simply beautiful.
"Enrique, this is my good friend Quinn."
He reached for Quinn's hand and lifted it to his lips. "A pleasure."
"It's nice to meet you, Enrique."
"Quinn's an archaeologist and anthropologist currently working the Whispering Winds castle."
Enrique's expression changed to one of fascination.
"Is the place as grand as it looks in all those magazines?"
"More so and when you walk through the halls you can practically feel the others that have walked there before you."
"Amazing. I'd like to talk later when my shift ends," Enrique said enthusiastically.
"I'd like that."
"Great. What can I get you?"
It was Tessa who answered. "Two frozen margaritas with salt."
Enrique grinned. "Coming up."
Quinn had lost track of how many margaritas she'd consumed but she was pretty sure it was more than four which explained why she was feeling nine feet tall and bullet proof. She wasn't drunk but she was very, very happy. The band had started a set just after the second margarita which immediately had both she and Tessa moving onto the dance floor.
It was sort of liberating being in a different country, knowing no one, and allowing herself to just have fun. Enrique had finished his shift and, as promised, they chatted about Whispering Winds.
But now, after drink four, he was her dance partner. She didn't know what Latin dance he was currently leading her through but she couldn't deny that there was something altogether sexy about Latin dancing and she suspected it had to do with all of the hip action.
Tessa was dancing with a man who could easily pass for Dwayne Johnson's twin and boy, did he have moves for being such a big guy. When the dance was over, Enrique led Quinn to a stool then took another lady out on the floor.
Quinn signaled for a glass of water as she watched Tessa. The music was so loud she almost didn't hear her cell phone. She answered it without looking at the display.
"Hello."
