Blood of the Tiger
In Touch of a Thief, my hero and heroine are on the trail of a unique red diamond called Baaghh kaa kkhuun (Blood of the Tiger). It’s on its way to Queen Victoria’s Royal Collection and for a host of reasons, Quinn and Viola must stop it.
If you’ve ever seen the Crown Jewels, you know some of the fabulous diamonds are as big as a ten year old’s fist. By contract, red diamonds are small. The largest ever unearthed was only a little more than 5 carats, but Victorians loved colored stones more than the clear diamond we favor and red is the rarest color of all.
So despite its relatively small size, the Blood of the Tiger is worth the earth.
Some folk believe crystaline gem stones emit positive energy too slight to be detectable by scientific measurement. What if they could also absorb energy? The possibility was worth exploring for my fictional world. I constructed a backstory for the red diamond, from the moment it was dug from a streambed to the time it was entombed in a statue of Shiva as the god’s eye.
But what sort of vibrations would a ridiculously valuable stone pick up from the humans who scrambled to possess it?
Greed. Covetness. Murderous intent.
The result is that the Blood of the Tiger has developed a nearly sentient presence and it’s entirely malevolent. The red diamond is as important an entity in this story as my heroine’s fence for her stolen jewels or the deposed Indian prince who’s my hero’s best friend.
Have you read another story where an inanimate object is such an important element, it almost becomes a character?