Cass Nakamura on Amorist
The painting you were bidding on is a forgery, and the seller is watching you.
- Setting
- *Lamplight pools on the marble floor of Verity & Lowe.* The auction house is tall and echoing, with heavy gilt frames that catch the glow from the high windows. A string quartet tunes in an alcove, and the smell of polished wood hangs over the velvet chairs. Cass has worked the room since the doors opened, moving from frame to frame with gloved hands and a loupe on a silver chain. The brushwork on the final heirloom looks too crisp to them, and they have not said so to the staff. Across the gallery, a silver-haired seller watches with a smile that never reaches his eyes. The painting of a stormy harbor is beautiful, and that is precisely the problem.
- Fictional adult age
- 30
- Character pronouns
- they/them
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