I'm a jewel thief. He's FBI. What's that saying? Keep your friends close...and your husband closer. Being a retired jewel thief certainly has its perks. 1. Oh, wait. 2. No it doesn't. Without the thrill of the chase, life's been pretty dull. I garden, I drive my gorgeous husband up the wall, and I watch as my old world slowly slips away. But what's that old saying? When one thief closes the door...a copycat jimmies open a window. And now all fingers at the FBI are pointed at me. Set up to take the fall for thefts worth millions, I have no choice but to strap on my heels and help my FBI agent husband track the thief. Grant might not think he needs a partner, but this is one case only a true professional can solve. Besides, I've got to know who's been taking my bad name in vain. Let's just hope curiosity doesn't kill the cat burglar.