Flawless
Green and crimson fire escaped myriad facets of the diamond. It was cut in the asscher style — a stepped square cut with cropped corners — and each slight tilt of the jeweler's tweezers released another scintillating wink of color. Even beneath the harsh fluorescent lights of a Scotland Yard interrogation room, the rock put on a show.
Measurement with a digital jeweler's caliper verified that the diamond was a healthy ten carats. Study with the triplex loupe could not identify any remarkable flaws. Of course, a high-powered microscope was required to detect minute inclusions, but the diamond gave no clue that any were present.
If this was a D grade transparent stone… Such a rarity, a flawless diamond of such size, seemed impossible.
There must be a flaw. Nothing in this world was perfect.
Whistling in the corridor distracted Becca Wh ... read full excerpt from Flawless ebook
