"Every canvas in that room is about the
moment before violence, or the moment during. Judith with the sword mid-cut. David holding a severed head. The card sharps about to be cheated."
Grant goes still. Not moving-still. Listening-still. He heard something he wasn’t ready to hear.
"That tells me the collector isn't drawn to beauty. He's drawn to control over dark moments. Not escaping the dark but sitting inside it with the lights on." I hear myself and my chest tightens. "Someone obsessive, probably alone, possibly
dangerous but not in the obvious way. Dangerous the way patience is dangerous, when someone can wait years for the right piece to surface."













