HE GAVE HIS MISTRESS MY PADDLE. HE FORGOT THE AUCTION HOUSE BELONGED TO ME

The second showed the three Newport coins inside plastic holders.

The third showed a buyer I recognized as a discreet Swiss dealer.

The dates were from eight months earlier.

My fingers became cold.

“The coins in your library are replicas,” Sloane said.

“How do you know?”

“I was there when Vane delivered them.”

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