CHAPTER 49
I sighed. "The cemetery. He died at the beginning of July."
"That's disappointing," she replied.
"For sure," I said.
"Hang on a minute, Quinn," Nick said. "Where did you get your information about Clarence Petersen and his conversation with the scammer?"
"You're not going to like it," I said.
"I bet," Nick said. "But go ahead and tell us anyway."
"My client hired Duke Broussard to find out if he had any recourse for his father being scammed. Duke found the bill of sale and then I located the people who bought the painting and sold it to Earl--but I swear they didn't know it was a forgery!"
"Fine, fine," Nick said. "Calm down, I wasn't planning to prosecute them. Get to the part about the conversation."
"Okay, I took a part-time job at the assisted living facility where
