Chapter 12Walking into the old stone building had Nico shivering. He had a feeling a lot of shady business went on in places like this. Or maybe his imagination was running away with him.
“Can I help you?” A sour-looking man in a black suit came to meet them as soon as they’d crossed the threshold.
Matt flashed his badge. “We’re here for the banjo.”
The man’s face turned blank and his back stiffened. “Which banjo?”
Matt turned to Gian and motioned for him to speak. “Erm…Mr. Yahontov, the banjo isn’t mine to sell.”
Mr. Yahontov ground his teeth. “It’s already in tonight’s catalog, we can’t remove it now.”
Nico frowned. “But it’s listed as a surprise item. No one knows it’s the banjo, so it can’t be a big deal.”
Mr. Yahontov’s lips thinned.
“You’ve told people.” Nico wasn’t sure, but
