Knocked Off by Adrienne Giordano

Author:Adrienne Giordano
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ALG Publishing LLC

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Who knew dating Lucie Rizzo would bring this kind of action?

Tim sat in the living room of Joe Rizzo's house, something that amused him on several levels. As he listened, Lucie basically vomited some wacked-out story about a “maybe-fake” painting.

He leaned forward, rested his elbows on his knees and clasped his hands together. "Let me see if I've got this straight. Your art history major, dog walker got you riled up about a painting you brokered a deal on and now you think it might be a fake Gomez. Whoever he is. And you overheard a shady conversation with the art dealer you brokered this deal with. Do I have that right?"

"Yes."

Not bad tracking on his part. "By the way, you could have mentioned this last night when I asked about your day."

"I didn't want to involve you. I didn't know what to do."

He held his hand up. "We're gonna chalk it up to us getting to know each other's hot buttons. Future reference, full disclosure is preferred."

She rolled her bottom lip out, blinked those big blue eyes and something inside him came unhinged. This girl might do him in. "Damn, you're cute, Lucie."

"I'm just trying to do the right thing and I don't want to put you in an uncomfortable position."

"I'm a big boy. I'll let you know when I'm sideways about something. Got it?"

"Yes."

Excellent. Lucie Rizzo and her looney family were a handful, but she couldn't help who her father was. Why walk away from what appeared to be a great girl because of her family tree? Didn't seem right.

"Good," he said. "Now back to what we know. After your trip to Michigan, you contacted the lawyer to see if you could track the origin of the maybe-fake painting."

"Yes."

"And then you found the tracksuits in your storage room."

"Yes."

"Were they there yesterday?"

She wrinkled her nose. "I can't be sure, but I don't think so. Those bigger boxes kind of stood out and I was back there on Thursday and didn't see them. Do you think the boxes are related to the maybe-fake painting?"

"Don't know. Could be a coincidence."

She flopped back into the chair, ran her bottom lip against her teeth, and nibbled. "Either way, I'm in trouble for keeping stolen merchandise in my shop."

"Not if we can prove you didn't know they were there."

"I don't even know where they came from!"

"I know where they came from."

She eyed him. "Where?"

"The back of a truck."

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