The text from Dante came just after sunrise.
“I recently purchased a new mansion in the hills. I need art, and your collection is all I’ve been thinking about all day. Care to show me what’s available?”
Isabella smiled at the text. Classic Dante…of course he would find a reason to reappear. However, there was something about the idea of sharing her work with someone who genuinely appreciated it, and the thought thrilled her. It had been a while since she truly had any clients who respected art for art’s sake, and Dante was among the few that always had an eye for beauty… even if he had a habit of ruining it.
She texted back immediately.
“Come by the gallery this afternoon. We can have lunch and take a tour.”
His response was instant.
“Looking forward to it. Like old times.”
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