To Catch a Billionaire by Stone Dana

Author:Stone, Dana [Stone, Dana]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: J.M. Griffin
Published: 2013-12-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

AS EXPECTED, THE call had gone poorly. Mr. Pimskin was quite verbal in his anger over the loss of both paintings. He wasn’t interested in insurance money. He wanted his paintings back and Erin didn’t blame him. He made threats, accusations, and more until Cam managed to calm him down. She’d been on the edge of losing her own temper but then realized how she’d feel if the loss were hers instead of art loaned to her gallery.

After a half hour of soothing Mr. Pimskin’s ruffled feathers, Cam hung up and slumped back in her chair. Good grief, what a day. She leaned her head against the headrest and let out a huge sigh, rubbed her face and longed to yank the wig from her head and heave it against the wall. Frustration ran rampant as Cam considered all the angles of her situation.

She flicked her mental list of problems off, counting one finger at a time. She’d pretended to be someone who didn’t exist. Famous art had been lifted from beneath the guard’s nose at the gallery. Meredith was gossiping to the enemy. The enemy was trying to rack up points by turning the help against Erin, and Cam was armpit deep in shit. “That about covers it,” she muttered and lifted the phone from its charger.

The number rang again and again until a winded Mrs. Hardy answered the call. “Hello?” she puffed into the phone.

“Where were you, Mrs. Hardy?”

“In the cellar. The wine delivery was made today and I had the man take the cases to the wine cellar. I hurried to answer the phone. Is something wrong, Miss Erin?”

“I’ll be home late. There was an art theft here last night and I’ll need to go over the floor plan with the security team that’s coming in for the next few days. Don’t hold supper for me. I’m not sure what time I’ll arrive.”

“Oh my. Was anyone hurt?”

“Jesse Comber was knocked unconscious, but other than that, he’s fine. He probably has one hell of a headache,” Erin responded.

“Oh, that’s terrible.” Mrs. Hardy sighed heavily and then offered, “I’ll leave your dinner in the fridge, dear.”

“Thank you, and don’t wait up, okay?”

“All right, I won’t. Be careful coming home.”

The line went dead and Cam plunked the phone in its stand. She hauled a stack of paperwork forward, waded through most of it and answered the knock on the door with a loud, “Come in.”

Cam glanced up as three security guards strode into her office. The tallest man informed her they’d been sent by Syms Security Company. Cam checked their identification, nodded and motioned for them to sit. Briefly, she explained what was expected of them.

“Our gallery is small compared to others. We have a top-notch alarm system that failed to alert the police of our invasion. It’s in perfect working order, but it wasn’t tripped during the theft. The artwork stolen is valued in the thousands of dollars. This situation makes us appear inept in our safety measures. It’s up to you three to see that another theft doesn’t occur,” Cam insisted.

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