"No, sir."

He wrote down the address and gave Quinn a receipt, Two guys went back to get cardboard boxes that would fit the various paintings. One guy tagged each of the paintings to go.

"These are really good. Did you paint these?" The guy asked Quinn.

"I'm a hunter. This is the painter," he put his hand on Gretchen's shoulder. "If you're smart, you'll buy one now for $5000. I think they'll go up in price rapidly once her work gets shown around. One of these pieces is destined for an art gallery in Boston. Once that happens, you'll be lucky to get one at twice the price."

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