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“Mr. Morgan, this is Caroline from Harrington & Co. The twenty-carat oval pink diamond you reserved has arrived from Geneva. It’s secured in our private vault. Would you like to come in for a viewing today?”
The call came through the car’s audio system while I was driving along the freeway. For a brief moment, I considered postponing it. There were other things on my mind. But after a second of silence, I told her I would be there within the hour.
Harrington & Co. occupied the top floor of a discreet building in downtown San Francisco, far removed from the crowded jewelry boutiques that catered to tourists. Entry required prior clearance, but the security staff recognized me the moment I walked in. A quiet nod was exchanged, and the elevator was unlocked without further pro
