The private restoration laboratory Elena maintained in the sub-basement of the Bellini gallery in SoHo was completely secure. Four-inch steel-reinforced concrete walls, an independent HVAC air-filtration system, and Faraday shielding lined every surface. Here, surrounded by stereomicroscopes, solvent baths, and ultraviolet examination lamps, Elena felt in total command of her world. Marco leaned against the heavy oak workbench, watching her with quiet fascination. He had seen her cold and lethal…
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