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Monty couldn’t remember how long ago the dreadful events had occurred before he awakened in a hospital bed, his leg in a cast and his head bandaged. What had happened to him was, by far, the worst day in his life. Gradually, he began to put the pieces together, trying to make sense of it.
As a tourist in California, he had gambled and lost a chunk of money at the Del Mar Race Track. It was there that he had met Yves over drinks at the bar. When Yves asked him his line of work, he told him he hauled antiques for a collector. Yves said it was their lucky day as they could be helpful to each other. Yves offered him a job involving the transport of precious art objects. It paid well and included room and board. He would be able to save for a ticket home.
Soon he learned that Yves was
