Her veneer was big city...but one look and you knew that Toni Rassells 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.