“Vain, what are you doing?” Wes asked.
“Getting revenge.” Vain shrugged. “I lost the Camden board position because of you. The auction house was perfect to clean the money—after all, who would suspect a world-class auction house was trafficking stolen goods? After you recommended Peter Wells to the board, he got appointed and convinced the other members to make me resign. I couldn’t maintain the lifestyle I’d grown accustomed to, not when fencing the art became that much harder. I lost my advantage—and that means I lost a lot of money. Someone has to pay for that. What a shame for you to have to get so close to her, eh?” Vain waved the gun toward Callie’s prone form, his cocky attitude riling every violent instinct inside Wes to attack, but he held still. Saving Callie was his priority an
