The Day the Jade and My TrustShattered

I’m an antique restorer. I had just finished repairing the Quinn family’s thousand-year-old jade bracelet in Northford, valued at two hundred million dollars.

Emily Davenport, a needy student sponsored by her fiancé, snatched it from my hands.

“Vivian Mercer, can I try it on?”

Before I could answer, she slipped it onto her wrist.

“I love it! Why don’t you just give it to me?”

“You’re planning to forge a copy for a client. They won’t be able to tell. Please, don’t do this.”

I patiently explained that it was illegal.