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

house.

He had no legal interest in any of them.

“Did he identify specific coins?”

“Yes.”

Naomi’s voice softened.

“One is the Mercer Sunrise.”

I set down the cup.

The sound against the saucer was small and precise.

“Where did he get the appraisal?”

“A man named Malcolm Vane.”

I knew that name too.

Vane had been dismissed from Bellweather & Cole Auction House continue reading …