The dissolution was too clean and too fast. Someone had been ready to shut it down the moment she was gone.
I checked the director's history. Lena had been the sole director for four years. But in her final year, a second director was added. The name had been redacted in the public record, it was deliberately removed.
Someone with real power had scrubbed it.
I closed the laptop and I kept thinking about Adrian on the gallery floor, sitting in front of that painting, when he earlier said: about the moment before everything became permanent.
I wondered what it would mean if his mother had built the first pieces of this fraud. I wondered what it would mean if he knew.
Sleep was far from me that night.
The next evening. We attended an event at the Ardent Club. I already knew Serena Vos
