Zachary was already shaking with rage and promptly bellowed, "How fucking impressive, Cardensky! But let me give it to you straight: that bronze sculpture was sold for 300 thousand to Raymond Cole, so it's not just you—Mr. Montague wants it too!"

"If you want it back, ask Raymond Cole yourself—but don't blame me for not warning you, Vintage Deluxe's Mick Crane was already humiliated because of your so-called forgery and might be fired as we speak. Not only that, but he thinks it's all my fault and wants me out so that I will go down with him.

"But what a coincidence it is, because I think this is all your fault! So, if he rats me out, I'm ratting you out as well! We will all just die together!

"Also, you know that I know where you work. If the cops get involved, I'm leading them right to you. So, don't blame me for being unreasonable—it's all your fault for being blind. If you actually had any skill, you'd have kept that bronze sculpture for yourself and gotten rich with it. But the