High-soaring ceilings, the dome, intricately carved cornices—the whole place was stunning. She and Saul had spent almost two hours roaming around, appearing as nothing more than innocent locals whiling away a late Sunday morning. Hand in hand, their fingers entwined, they looked…well, exactly like the lovers they were. Surely no one could mistake the glances they shot at each other, or the possessive way Saul leaned close when he pointed something out to her—or she to him. “There are only three exhibits the Gallery is promoting, but there’s so much more here. They could be after anything,” Jennifer commented, feeling slightly overwhelmed. Some of her jitters had returned too. Preston had reported he had suspicions Vincent and a man who fitted the description of this associate, Graeme, hadn’t been seen since mid-afternoon the day before. Despite the safety she felt with Saul, her nerves were unsettled, her instincts knowing those men were both loose somewhere, possibly lurking under the radar.
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