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Vera slipped into the coat check, palmed the brooch to a waiting handler disguised as a cloakroom attendant, and exited through the service elevator. Outside, a nondescript sedan idled. She slid inside, unpinned her hair, and let out a slow breath.

Kolar, watching from the mezzanine, smiled. He thought he saw a clumsy socialite. He saw wrong. Searching for- femaleagent Alexis Crystal in-Al...

The mission clock: 11 minutes. The wine stain: already drying. Vera slipped into the coat check, palmed the

“Dowry delivered,” she said into her cuff. Kolar, watching from the mezzanine, smiled

The Velvet Dowry

The gallery opening in Vienna smelled of expensive wine and older money. Vera wore a champagne silk dress that whispered when she walked, her hair pinned in a severe twist that could double as a weapon. On the surface, she was just another collector admiring a dubious Caravaggio. In reality, she was waiting for a dead man’s watch to tick.

Her target: Kolar, an arms dealer who used art as alibi. The intel said he’d pass a microfilm hidden inside a Fabergé-style brooch to his courier. Vera’s mission: intercept, replace, vanish.