Chapter 26 The Danger Was Never Gone

The gallery closes at nine.

And by the time we leave the streets are quieter. Not empty - This is the part of the city that never sleeps - but softer. Easier to breathe in.

Damon's hand finds mine as we walk,

"You did it," he says again.

I smile despite myself. "I sold one painting."

"You sold your ...

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