Ghulbian would be pleased to see Mr. Mahoney at three P.M. in his suite at the Four Seasons George Cinq.” A car would be sent to pick him up.No question as to whether Marco might be available, simply the astonishing arrogance of a wealthy man that, of course, he would. Why would he not, when it could mean an important commission?Smiling at the irony, Marco thought Ghulbian probably believed all artists were starving. At some point in their careers, most had, as he remembered only too well from his own solitary beginning. Now, though, he had options and he wasn’t too sure he wanted to take up this one, though Martha had urged him to meet Ghulbian, saying how important the financier was, and how as far as she knew he had never had his portrait painted.“Yours would be the first,” Martha had said. “Maybe it will be the only one.”It was certainly something to think about. Marco picked up the phone, called back, and got a woman who said her name was Mehitabel, and that she was Ghulbian’s “personal”
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