Floyd held the crystal pyramid in his palm while gazing into its clear center.
No, that wasn’t right. The center wasn’t entirely clear as various colors danced when the light hit it a certain way.
Looking over his shoulder at the man bound and gagged in the office chair, Floyd teased him with a gentle smile. “Why don’t you tell me its secrets and save yourself more pain. You’ll tell be anyway.”
The man stared back with his one non-swollen eye.
Shrugging, Floyd set the pyramid aside and pulled out his knife. “Suit yourself. No treasure’s worth dying for, bud.”