Intro Text for Book 1
“I’d buy it.”
James jumped and looked around at a grizzled, elderly, black, man. “What?”
The man smiled kindly and nodded at the painting. “Spectacular, isn’t it? I think it would look nice on your wall.”
“Yeah. Well, yeah, it is.” James returned his attention to the painting. “Are you the artist?”
“No. But I know the artist.” The man nodded to the curator. “I’m sure he’d make you a fair deal.”
James looked around the man at the curator. He was busy with another customer, though. Sighing, he returned his attention to the painting. It wasn’t the most spectacular painting in the market, but something about it seemed to pull at him.