chapter twenty seven
Juliet and I parked in front of Stone Street Gallery. The heat of the afternoon sun reflected off the windows of the building. I opened the door and enjoyed the rush of cool air as it washed over me. Juliet and I walked in and looked for Nicolette. The gallery had the same quiet stillness I associated with museums.
“ Hello. Can I help you?” A young man stepped out from behind the front desk to greet us.
“ Is Nicolette around? I wanted to look at some paintings she told me she recently acquired,” I said. I looked around at the paintings gracing the stark white walls.
“ She’s gone to run a few errands, then she’s off to meet with the artist Jay Burns. He’s offering us the chance to sell two of his final paintings. I’m so excited, I could burst!” He clapped his han
