Chapter 8

“Is there anything that says they tried to get into the gallery?” Quint asked.

“No. No sign of them while I was here yesterday, and I did a walk-through this morning. Nothing.”

“Okay. You’re armed, just in case?”

“I told you I would be. I also checked Cole’s home last night. If they know where he lives, they didn’t try to break in.”

“All right. Be careful today. If they didn’t find anything at Elliot’s apartment, they might figure he left everything with Cole to be appraised.”

“We will be,” Gideon replied. “Did you talk with your lieutenant?”

“Oh. Yes. He’s okay with you being there.” Quint chuckled. “He said we’re shorthanded enough as it is, and with your reputation, he’s willing to let you be the point man at the gallery.”

“I have a reputation?”

“According to him, you do.”

“Go figure. Okay, I’ll call you if anything goes down here.”

“No. Call 911,” Quint said. “Faster response time, since who knows where I’ll be.”