CHAPTER THREE ⃝ THE SUBTLE BLACKMAIL

ǁǁǁ Leaving his blasted office, I drove straight home and marched into my studio; changing into my work clothes and smearing colors on prepared canvas unconsciously; all the while in deep thoughts about the man I thought was an excellent retirement prospect. How could I have been stirred so wrong? Who was he really? HowContinue reading “CHAPTER THREE ⃝ THE SUBTLE BLACKMAIL”