Chapter 34

The air in the Al-Badr Gallery curdled. The murmur of the elite crowd sharpened into a jagged roar of disbelief. "A fake?" someone shouted from the back. "The Ghazi family is hosting an exhibition for a counterfeit?" Khalid Ghazi's face drained of color, turning a sickly shade of grey. He stepped toward Omar Al-Rashid, his hands trembling as he gestured toward the canvas of *Symphony of the Oasis*. "President Al-Rashid, how could this be a fake? I've spent years studying the brushwork of the...