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Capítulo XVII- Arte Forjado
Adam, Bree, Chase, Leo, and Patience made their way inside the Davenport-Dooley mansion. "There you are," Mr. Davenport began as Patience put her backpack against the wall.
"It was him!" Adam, Bree, and Leo accused, pointing at Chase. Chase jumped, glancing back at his siblings.
"Just take the hit, we all know you're his favorite," Bree waved him off. Adam pushed him forward. They dropped their backpacks in a pile next to the couch.
"Good news, I sold the painting," Mr. Davenport smiled.
Chase stepped forward, "What? Why?"
"Some wall street guy emailed me and said he'd buy it for a million more than I paid for it," Davenport chuckled. "Guy came by, looked it over, and he went straight to the bank." The doorbell rang. "Hear that my friends? Is a seven-figure ding dong."
Mr. Davenport danced to the front door, singing, "Money's comin'. Money's comin'. Money. Money, money, money." He swung the door open.
An FBI agent waited on the other side of the door, "Donald Davenport?"
"Uh-huh."
The agent made his way inside, "I'm Special agent Riker." His colleagues entered the home. "We got a call from a prospective buyer that you were attempting to sell forged art."
Patience's eyes widened as she froze in her place, glancing back at her friends. "Forged art. What are you talking about?" Mr. Davenport asked.
"I am talking about this, the buyer reported that this canvas still had the price tag attached that it was purchased at the art depot on sale," Riker grabbed the painting and turned it around showing the price tag.
"I-I don't understand."
"It's when a store offers a product at a discount. Mr. Davenport selling fake art is a felony, you could be facing 20 years in prison," Riker took out his handcuffs to cuff Mr. Davenport.
"20 years?" Leo exclaimed. "Well, at least you'll be out in time for Adam's graduation."
Adam sheepishly smiled, "Guess I better start studying."
Two agents grabbed Mr. Davenport as he said, "I don't understand how this could have happened. That painting is original. It's got an ID Chip embedded in the canvas. Scan it."
Riker scanned the phony painting. The device beeped and he said, "That sir is the bad buzz which means no chip but there is a chip in prison and he is mean."
Bree stopped the FBI from taking Davenport away, "Wait, he is telling the truth. We painted the fake."
