Josey drove the car with Kelvin sitting beside her. The road was quiet, and the car moved slowly through the evening air. Josey kept her eyes forward as she spoke.

“You want an advance?” Josey asked.

Kelvin nodded. “That’s the industry standard. Half up front.”

Josey clicked her tongue. “Since when are you a rule follower?”

Kelvin leaned back. “I don’t know if you’ll be able to pay me the full amount at once.”

Josey lifted her chin. “My daughter is the CEO of a gallery. We can prepare tens of millions in a second.”

Kelvin nodded again. “Sure, ma’am.”

A recording played on Kelvin’s phone.

Josey’s voice came out...