The Garden of Unearthly Delights
“‘Your time’s up.’ ‘I was given an hour.’ ‘And you’ve had an hour,’ the officer replied, gesturing for the dealer to rise. Smiling ruefully, but still elegant in his prison garb, he got up, then turned back to David. ‘I was a good art dealer, but a lousy thief. As everyone knows, I was caught during the robbery. Didn’t even make it past the alarms—’ ‘But Bosch’s St Jerome is missing.’ ‘Really?’ he replied. ‘I don’t know anything about that. I just know that I didn’t get it. Ask Basinski where it... is. That bastard’s ruined me.’ * David watched him as he was lead out. He could hear the dealer’s footsteps and those of the prison guard. He tucked the recorder into his coat pocket, ready to leave. Of course, he could never prove it, but what if the dealer had managed to steal the St Jerome? Even in the moments before he was caught he could have hidden it, or passed it out of a window to an accomplice.
If he’d been quick he could have done it and then allowed himself to be caught to give his helper time to escape.MoreLess
If he’d been quick he could have done it and then allowed himself to be caught to give his helper time to escape.MoreLess
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