But it most definitely was. The missing dick was a dead giveaway.
Heart in her throat, Charley approached the table for a closer look at the sculpture�a first-century Roman statue of Hermes, carved in marble after a style favored in Greece hundreds of years prior.
The dick was filed away in antiquity, a mystery the art world had never solved. The statue was absolutely authentic�the mismatched wings on the sandals, the ornately carved hair and musculature, the missing member. It was exactly as Charley remembered from her art books.
It was the real deal.
It was priceless.
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