CHAPTER SEVEN
Remi had been studying Grayson’s purchase records for two hours and seen all that she needed to see.
The man had been buying illegal antiquities.
Not all the time, but if he couldn’t get something via legal means, he got it illegally.
So common. The art world was filled with people like him.
Even though she knew this, finding yet another culprit always made her feel a bit betrayed. She had gone into history and art with the innocence and eagerness borne of a lifetime of enthusiasm, and it had taken some time for her childlike awe of collectors and esteemed academics to wear off.
It began to wear off in university, with professors old enough to be her father or even grandfather making passes at her. She knew from other students that this happened in every department, but
