Vivian led Rachel into a private rear conference room paneled in bleached oak, shutting the heavy acoustic door behind them. The ambient noise of the gallery vanished instantly, leaving an intense, charged silence. Vivian walked over to the long marble table, opened an Italian leather portfolio, and removed a heavy manila folder. She pulled out an eight-by-ten glossy photograph and slid it across the marble surface toward Rachel. Rachel looked…
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