The Gypsy Stone
The Gypsy Stone By Robin Douglas ***FORWORD*** The heavy wooden handled sledge hammer came down on the small black cube with enormous force. Green sparks flew from the 4 inch artifact, but not a scar or chip was visible on its surface. "Sorry Ma'am, can't touch it with the hammer either. I could try the saw." The dark woman looked at the burly Indian with disgust. "So, a big strong man like you can't even break a little rock. And you call yourself 'Bear'." "Let's try the...