Tim managed no response. His brain was processing what he had heard. “Ok,” he ventured, trying in vain to create a cogent response.
“Allie and I found the lost art of the Gardner Museum in an old warehouse in Astoria. We put it in a van to take to my art professor at Reed.”
“What lost art?”
Hannah caught her breath. “A collection of paintings by Rembrandt, Manet, Vermeer and Degas, as well as a vase and a finial.”
“A finial?”
“Yea, Tim,” elaborated Hannah. “It’s a decorative piece in the form of an eagle that sits on the top of a silk flag from the Napoleonic era.”
“Ok, Hannah,” said Tim slowly. “Now I’m totally confused. Why would anyone want to steal that thing?”
“Actually, nobody knows,” returned Hannah.
Tim looked out the window, still gathering his thoughts. “Ok,” said
