Imagine discovering a Spanish cache of gold and treasure Chests full of gold coins, jewelry and artifacts. Books and codices that might change history. Gold bullion stacked like cord wood worth millions But it's on Federal land and Uncle Sam has strict guidelines for recovering such a treasure. The guidelines are a mass of red tape and you're becoming paranoid, afraid that if you dot every I and cross every T the word will get out and you'd be hounded by masses of scam artists and crooks of every stripe. Besides, where do you sell bricks of gold? Suppose you choose a site off the internet and sell several hundred thousand dollars' worth of gold only to find out that the buyer is a front for the Mob and he's made it clear they want the rest What if word leaked out and a crooked deputy sheriff with an equally crooked brother who is your parole officer decide to take the lion's share just because they think they can? And what about regular people talking among themselves and embellishing the gossip they hear, the media wanting to inform their audiences since "they have the right to know" and less than honest types scheming to get their hands on what you've discovered? Starting to sound like a nightmare? Welcome to Mike Eaton's world and he doesn't have any more of an idea what to do that you do . . .