A knock sounded at the door, and Logan bid entry. Two men staggered through the door under the weight of the largest portrait Haven had ever seen. As the men attempted to gently lay the painting down on his desk, she rose to her feet, unable to fight back the curiosity banging against the bars of her mind. If she was going to be blamed for vandalism, she was damn well going to see it. Before the men left, another one arrived. He held pieces of the portrait in his hands, and ...