Chapter 148 Laughter In The Game

• "We’re officially back in business," Decker announced, leaning back in the passenger seat of the blacked-out SUV with a lollipop between his teeth and a grin that practically screamed mischief. "And our next client wants something very particular."
• "Don’t they all?" Ellerei murmured from the back, legs crossed and sunglasses perched high on her nose.
• Bishop didn’t look up from his tablet as he tapped through encrypted emails. "Private collector. Wants a rare sculpture that was supposedly smuggled out of a collapsing museum during a revolution. Problem is, the piece was never officially documented. No records. No proof."