The Delicate Things We Make by Milena McKay

Author:Milena McKay [McKay, Milena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-18T13:00:00+00:00

A ten-minute cab ride later, Jamie found herself in the foyer of the townhouse.

Olivia exited the ground floor study where Jamie and Vivian had kissed just last week. Jamie thought that it might as well have been in another lifetime, it seemed so long ago. The look of surprise on Olivia’s face was quickly replaced with one of pure anger when she caught the sight of Vivian's drawn and pale expression.

“Vivian, are you alright? Bloody hell, what the hell did you do to her?” She reached for Vivian, but the older woman just shook her head and laughed bitterly.

“Olivia, allow me to introduce you to one Jameson Walker of Poise Magazine. It seems that our assumptions that she is indeed investigating me were right. Only she wasn't doing it for Arabella, but for Giovanni Salvini.”

Jamie recoiled as if slapped.

“You knew I was investigating you?” She stood utterly paralyzed in the middle of the hallway, looking at Vivian with uncomprehending eyes. Vivian had known all along?

“Salvini? You're working for that piece of rotten manure? Bloody sack of cocks to this, Vivian! I told you to give her the boot the first time she came to the house!”

Jamie turned as if in a fog and continued to look like she could not, for the life of her, understand what was happening around her.

“Yes, you sodding idiot, we figured out you pretty much knew who Vivian was when you couldn't take your eyes away from that DeVor piece on the wall. All the art around you and you couldn't bloody tear yourself away from that one? A bum like you? A completely uneducated rube in hand-me-down clothes? How did you figure it out anyway? It's a piece that has never left the studio before.”

And then, in the middle of the revelations and chaos, Jamie's memory popped up with the piece of the puzzle that had been missing and had tortured her for quite some time now.

“It has left the studio, Olivia. Seventeen years ago it was shown at the newly opened Margo Dresden Gallery in SoHo. Am I right, Vivian?” Her own voice sounded hollow to her.

“Ah, so that’s how you found me, Jameson. My, that is quite an endeavor you undertook, I must say. I had no idea there was that kind of information still publicly accessible. I don't remember anyone really covering that opening, maybe some small newspapers back in the day.”

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