1 PM, hands are shaken and the last customer leaves the gallery satisfied. With his associates gone for lunch, the Moros occupies his office, bereft of distractions.
Alone with his thoughts.
For the past few days his attempts at contacting the Portland consilium have been rebuked. No single call has been taken, no reason has been offered. His nightmares have subsided, a sign perhaps denoting less urgency than they had anticipated, but the Necromancer knows that danger always lurks beneath the dark waters, no matter how calm the sea might appear to be.
He sits at his desk immersed in an eerie silence, a stony expression on his face. His gaze falls over a copy of today's SacBee, he recognizes one of the pictures on the front page, it's a shot of Gagosian's gallery.
Slow paced plot via glimpses, this way Campanella won't be left out of the game. Since it's a glimpse, it won't hit continuity until the thread is closed and that gives us a bit more of freedom and flexibility
Campanella
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