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I should have known better than to listen to the good museum directors.

Not only a fine tapestry man, but an American, they assured me. None finer in

Rio de Janeiro.

What's the matter now?

You call this clean.

Isn't it clean enough for you, sir?

Deme, I have nothing but contempt for the likes of you.

If I weren't on such a tight schedule on this South American tour, I'd fire you

on the spot to look for somebody else.

Now go over this border again, carefully this time.

Remember, it's a Panameca aris, not somebody's laundry.

And don't take all night with it.

I'm leaving now.

Be sure and lock up when you go.

Yes, Mr. Boss.

I didn't have anything to do with it. I didn't. Please.

Where are you going with this, man?

It's a lie. I didn't start any fire.

That's a mistake, I said. A mistake.

I don't even know how those things got into my pocket. I never saw them before.

I was almost out the back gate before the fire even started.

You'll pay for this.

You've destroyed a fortune in masterpieces.

I had nothing to do with it. I didn't start the fire. I swear I didn't.

Thank you.

After what you paid last month, this is a drop in the bucket.

Well, I'll let you know, boss.

So long, Miss Larkin.

So long. Oh, by the way, I got an invitation in the mail today.

Somebody's selling a Panamaker tapestry. You heard about it?

I didn't think there was a Panamaker left on the market.

The last time I actually saw one was nearly six years ago.

Rio de Janeiro.

Has it burned to ashes?

Well, if those tapestries are that rare, I guess I better go see this one.

Who's offering it, Mr. Hazlitt?

Well, the invitation didn't say, but it said, Hastings Auction at 9 tonight.

Well, I'll be seeing you.

Think about the picture. Yeah, well, I have.

Panamica. That's a strange coincidence.

What is?

Well, I just saw a Panamica tapestry hanging in a pawn shop.

That's what I wanted to tell you. In a pawn shop?

Oh, don't be silly.

This one.

Theseus in the Minotaur.

That's impossible.

Yes, that was part of the Claver collection, wasn't it?

The one that was supposed to have burned in Rio?

It did burn. I saw it. It was completely destroyed.

The entire collection.

Boss. Ah, Mr. Claver.

This is an honor, sir.

You heard about this?

Someone has a Panamaker heiress up for sale.

Oh, I see you have heard about it.

Rumors, yes, but obviously more than just a rumor.

I can't understand it.

There are only six Panamakers left in private collections, and certainly none

them could be up for auction.

Mine was the seventh.

Are you suggesting that your tapestry didn't burn?

It occurred to me when I got this.

You were in charge of that tour. I always took your word for it. I see no

to doubt it now, Mr. Cleaver.

I guess there's nothing to do but find the answer at the Hastings auction

tonight.

They'll certainly have the tapestry available for inspection beforehand.

It's probably an imitation, a copy of some kind.

Well, we'll see.

Puzzle it now, Cleaver.

This is no coincidence.

Did you go through today's mail?

Not yet.

Well...

This

looks like it.

Well, we seem to be privileged. Oz has a picture.

Theseus and the Minotaur.

Where was that pawn shop?

Third and Maple.

Didn't a man go to prison for starting that fire six years ago in Rio?

Yes.

But only part of the Claver collection went up in that fire, didn't it?

What did you say?

Leonard, if there's going to be trouble, I want to share it with you.

How about the Claver collection?

I've been to the warehouse on Lake Street. I found a rent receipt once.

warehouse is no concern of yours.

It is now, Leonard.

But a wife can't testify against her husband.

We've worked together three years now.

Don't you think we ought to... We'll talk about this later.

Can I help you, sir?

This tapestry.

Oh, yes.

Do you have a ticket?

I don't have a ticket. I didn't pawn it.

I want to buy it. I'm sorry, sir, but it's not for sale.

It won't be for about seven months.

Oh, now, just a minute, you. You can't go behind my counter.

But where did you get the tapestry?

It was brought in here and pawned, that's all. By whom?

Look, I'm an art dealer.

If you loan it to me for an examination, it might even be stolen property.

If I called the police... That would make two of us.

Now, you get going. I'm a very busy man.

Say, give me that. You've got a nerve.

Mrs.

Sarah DeMay?

Yes? I want to talk to you about the tapestry.

An industry in a place like this?

You must have the wrong party. Please, no need to play games. I'm an art

I want to buy it.

Oh, I see.

Well, come in, Mr. Voss. Thank you. The place is kind of a mess, but why don't

you sit right down here?

How did you acquire the tapestry, Mrs. DeMay?

Well, my brother -in -law brought it from South America.

I'll give you $1 ,000 for the pawn ticket right now.

Sarah, I...

Oh, Claude, this is Mr. Voss.

I know Mr. Voss.

Sarah, leave me and Mr. Voss alone.

We've got private business.

I just called your gallery.

I figured you'd want to see me before nine o 'clock. What is this tapestry?

It's gonna cost you to find that out.

What'd you get it? How?

The point is I have it and I intend to sell it.

How much do you want?

You can bid for it.

Today I saw that tapestry burn.

I'm not holding a fire sale, Mr. Voss.

I made friends in jail. They helped me do some checking.

Enough to learn about the crates you shipped out of Rio under a different

On the day before the fire, I didn't start.

How much do you want?

Well, maybe... Maybe we can work something out.

In the same way that the tapestry is alive, the other things are still alive.

I might consider holding a piece of that which burned as an advance payment.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Otherwise, I'll auction the tapestry, I promise you.

And you can bid against Nathan Claver and all your own best customers.

who I'm sure would love to hear an explanation. I said, how much do you

And I just told you.

An advance payment.

Something to hold as a token of your good faith.

Something else from the fire.

All right.

That was a bronze Buddha of the Teo Kwan dynasty.

Remember it?

Yes, I remember.

It'll do.

I'll have it at my gallery in an hour. Bring the tapestry.

Sarah!

Tapestry, it's gone.

Have you been in that locker?

Well, have you?

You've been funging off me for three months.

You didn't give me a penny, not for rent, not for food, not for nothing.

is it? What did you do with it?

I... I hucked it.

You what?

Yes, I hucked it.

For a hundred dollars.

And I had every right to.

Me, a widow with no money, no nothing. Five years I spent in jail.

Five years I sweated to get Voss in a trap. Now I've got him.

I'll kill you.

Keep Clee away from Hanover long enough for the dust to settle, anyway.

I'm sorry. Mr. Mason, I've got to talk to him. Couldn't you come back tomorrow?

It'll be too late then. I need help.

It's all right, Della.

What is it you want, Mr.

DeMay? Claude DeMay.

The streets and I were just leaving.

Please listen to me.

A few years ago, I was working in an art museum in Rio de Janeiro.

The Nathan Claver collection was being shown.

Maybe you remember it. Over a million dollars worth of art on a world tour.

I made Sarah give me the pawn ticket.

She said she'd seen the tapestry hanging up in the window, but when I got to the

place, the shop had been broken into, and the tapestry was gone.

I walked around trying to make up my mind what to do.

I decided I had to have some advice, so I came to you.

Mr. DeMay, you wove the fake tapestry in prison for the express purpose of

trapping this man, boss?

Oh, no.

I started it to hang on to my sanity.

It was only when I saw how good it was going to turn out that I realized how I

might use it.

And by threatening to auction the tapestry, you forced Voss to agree to

surrender a Teo Kwan voodoo from the Claver Collection of Security, right?

You see, the tapestry is good, but an expert would expose it in no time.

Nobody'd believe me. But the voodoo would be authentic and indisputable

your claim.

Yes.

And I had it almost right here.

Right here in my hand.

I understand how you must feel, Mr. DeMay.

But I just don't see how I can help you.

Mr. Mason, I've suffered at that man's hands long enough.

I want to clear my name. The minute I can prove my accusations, I'll go

to the police, I swear it.

You're a little late for your appointment with the boss.

Let's see if he's still waiting.

Della?

Anybody here?

Dead a while.

I'm sort of stab wound.

But he certainly put up a pretty good fight.

I'll be blamed for this.

I'll be framed again.

Now, take it easy.

The police will learn that you had motive and opportunity.

But obviously, someone else also had motive and opportunity.

I can help only if you tell us the truth, understand?

That... that paper.

Don't touch that.

Don't leave your fingerprints anywhere.

It's the kind we used for packing in Rio.

The only kind we could get at the time.

You're sure?

Positive. I wrapped dozens of pieces of the Claver collection myself just before

the fire.

So you think it's possible the Taekwon Buddha was still wrapped in this kind of

paper? Of course. So the Buddha must be around here somewhere.

It may have been here.

It's not likely it's here now.

All right, let's go.

Della, get a hold of Paul. I want to know what the police have on the

of that pawn shop. Also, whether or not they found Claude's tapestry.

Where will you be, Perry? At the Hastings auction.

In the meantime, Claude, find yourself a quiet hotel and stay there.

Use your own name.

Yes, Mr. Mason. I'm going to call Lieutenant Ragnar. Get going, both of

Right.

Here's the Minotaur.

Here's the bronze.

Teotihuacan Buddha.

Beautiful.

Hi. What do you know about art?

Me? I don't even know what I like.

Is this the Claver Collection?

It's part of it.

This is the tapestry.

I don't suppose it showed up at the auction last night.

No? And after you left, only one of the May's invitations showed up. A man named

Jim Hasworth.

He owns a batch of oil wells in Texas and apparently was a good customer at

Voss Galleries.

What about Miss Larkin?

First name, Brenda.

She's been with Voss for three years, an executive assistant.

Apparently, she had a monoral romance going with him. All Brenda, no Voss. We

can dig deeper.

Oh, this is fine so far, Paul.

It's this item, the Teo Kwan Buddha, that our client is hoping to trade for

tapestry.

Good morning. Good morning.

Well, well, your interest in art is quite persistent, Perry.

Attending things like the Hastings auction.

It's nice, Robbie.

Oh, yes, yes, it is.

Oh, by the way, I'm looking for a Claude Demay. You don't happen to know him, do

you? He doesn't just happen to be a client of yours, does he?

Why, Lieutenant?

Oh, I have some questions I want to ask him.

But he didn't come home last night.

You're not suggesting he stayed here, are you?

Well, where there's smoke, there's usually fire.

And vice versa.

I'm just about to go downtown.

Can I drop you somewhere?

No, no thanks.

I'll go the hard way, as usual.

Oh, I won't say anything, Mr. Hasler. Don't worry.

It's a risky business.

You know, it's too bad you didn't call me sooner.

Well, at least he's not about to stick anybody else.

Want to thank you all for your help, Lawrence.

And you be sure and keep this on... Good day.

Mr. Hazlitt, my name is Mason. I'm an attorney.

Yeah, well, I got plenty of attorneys.

I dare say.

I understand you've done business with Leonard Voss.

Whose acts are you grinding, Mr. Mason?

My client, unfortunately, also did business with Voss.

Misery loves company.

May I come in?

Why not?

Well, what do you make of it?

I'm a lawyer, not a critic. That's a good one.

Good? Oh, that's great.

That's the first one he sold me.

How about this one?

Oh, that's okay.

If you like framed garbage.

What's on your mind, Mr. Mason?

The tapestry auction last night.

Mind telling me how you were invited?

Oh, a thing came in the mail.

It was a fizzle.

Boss didn't advise you about it? No, he hadn't even heard of the auction.

You sure?

Well, sure, I'm sure. I needled him over it.

You know, but now that I think of it, that girl Friday of his must have known.

In fact, while I was there at the gallery, she came in and she was just

to tell him something.

What time was that?

Oh, 4 .30. Why?

The tapestry that was supposed to be auctioned was stolen at 6 .30.

Less than an hour later, Voss was dead.

Are you looking for something in particular, Mr. Mason?

Just a familiar face.

Did Voss ever mention the Claver collection to you?

No.

When you asked about the auction, was that the last time you saw him?

Now, look, Mr. Mason.

I said that I saw him at 4 .30.

Now, you say he was dead by 7 .30.

Now, you're not asking me to cut it any finer than that, are you?

All right.

Thank you, Mr. Hazlitt.

I worked with Leonard Voss, but that's all.

who had his private life and I had mine.

Miss Larkin, there's a sequence in your story that puzzles me.

You say the first you and Voss knew of the proposed tapestry auction was when

Hazlitt mentioned it to you.

That's right.

When Mr. Claver came to the gallery, asked about the auction, all you could

him was what you'd heard from Hazlitt.

Yes. You see, until then, we'd both been too busy to open the day's mail. Of

course, our own invitation to the auction had been there all the time.

Did the invitation say that the tapestry could be found in a pawn shop?

Well, hardly.

Yet the boss went to the pawn shop, tried to get the tapestry before he went

the owner. Now, that's what puzzles me, Miss Larkin.

How did he know the tapestry was there?

I haven't any idea.

Did he talk with anyone else?

No, not that I know of.

Except... Oh, excuse me.

Hello?

Yes,

just one moment.

It's for you.

Thank you.

Hello? Harry, this is Paul. Oh, yes, Paul.

It's sister -in -law Sarah DeMay.

She's not home.

Oh?

It seems she left her place in a hurry just a few minutes after she phoned you.

But that's not all.

Must run in the family.

Claude's disappeared, too.

He left the hotel?

As far as I can find out, he got a call from somebody, then just took off out

the back window.

I'll try and find out more, but... All right, Paul.

I'll meet you at 4th and June Street.

I have another idea to work on.

Is that all, Mr. Mason?

Yes,

Miss Larkin.

I think that's all.

Of course I was excited.

A Panamaker heiress for sale is an exciting event.

Especially when it's one that was completely burned in a fire.

I don't follow you, Mr. Mason.

Mr. Claver, the tapestry that was stolen last night was thesis in the Minotaur.

Impossible.

Is it?

I've just finished talking with Voss' assistant.

Brenda Larkin's a liar.

Probably. And when you asked her and Voss if they'd heard about the auction,

realized they knew much more than they were telling you. And when Voss left the

gallery and your chauffeur followed him to the pawn shop...

And there you saw the impossible.

You saw the tapestry.

This is outrageous.

Will you get out of my house?

I don't imagine a person like you would actually commit a theft.

But if there were a great urgency...

Or if you had somebody to do it for you, your chauffeur, let us say.

So never mind.

We'll wait and see what he has to say.

Will you get that man away from my driver before I call the police?

Go right ahead and call them, Mr. Claver.

But I'm afraid I'll have to suggest they bring a search warrant with them if

they come.

Oh, you're... You're guessing, that's all.

Mr. Claver, what has happened so far is excusable.

But if you destroy that tapestry now, you destroy evidence in a murder case.

I urge you to reconsider.

But if you do want that kind of publicity, I'll see that you get it.

All right.

I have the tapestry.

But it's a fraud.

From top to bottom.

It's a patent dirty fraud.

Don't you mean it's a copy?

What's the difference?

Thank you, Mason.

I think we can piece this whole thing together now.

Lieutenant, taking this was entirely my responsibility.

But it wasn't stealing. I thought it was my own property.

I'll make it up to the shop owner, and I apologize for withholding facts from

you. Well, I guess what kind of crime you committed is up to the district

attorney's office.

We'd better go down and have a talk with him.

Now, uh, Counselor, could I, uh, drop you off somewhere?

No, thank you, Lieutenant.

I have other unfinished business out this way.

Well, if it includes looking for Claude DeMay, maybe I should tell you that, uh,

we traced him to the hotel you hid him in.

And, uh, when my man called, DeMay took off out the back way.

It just so happens that we had, uh, another man out there, too.

So now we have your client.

The murder.

Now, you first heard the name Claude DeMay in what connection?

As the man who started the museum fire in Rio de Janeiro.

Well, did you hear his name in connection with the tapestry auction?

Yes, when we opened the invitation.

There was a picture of the tapestry enclosed.

Mr. Voss said, this is DeMay's work.

Well, I asked him what he meant, and he said that Claude DeMay had sworn that he

would get him someday, and this was probably his twisted way of showing me.

I see.

Excuse me a moment.

That'll be all, Miss Larkin. Thank you.

Your witness.

Miss Larkin, this agreement the decedent told you he had reached, do you know

what it was?

Mr. Voss didn't say, no.

When he returned to the gallery, did he bring anything with him? A box or

wrapped in paper, perhaps?

Not that I was aware of.

He just seemed anxious to be alone. He told me to go home, so I left.

What kind of wrapping paper do you use in the gallery?

Just ordinary wrapping paper.

Plain brown paper.

Thank you, Miss Larkin. That'll be all.

Everybody step down, Miss Larkin.

We've heard expert testimony here that the bloodstains on that letter opener

matched the decedent's blood type, that the threads found near the handle

matched the material of the decedent's coat, and that the shaft of the letter

opener fit almost exactly the death wound inflicted in the decedent's body.

Now, Lieutenant, were we able to determine who owns this letter opener?

Yes, sir.

It was part of the matching set on the desk of the decedent.

And where did your men find it?

In a storm drain in the 500 block on Lee Street.

That's only about a block from where the defendant lives.

That's correct.

Were the fingerprints on the opener?

Yes. The prints are of the thumb and first finger of the right hand of Mrs.

Sarah DeMay.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

You're a witness, Mr. Mason.

And no question.

I call Sarah DeMay to the stand, please.

Well, Claude went to get the tapestry out of his trunk, and when he didn't

it there, he got real mad.

I know I was wrong to hawk it, but he never paid me anything for room or board

or... Mrs. DeMay.

He grabbed you by the throat. Now, did he say anything at that time?

Well, yes. He said, I spent six years to get Voss.

If you spoil that, I'm going to kill you.

To get Voss. I see.

What happened then?

Well, then he left.

I was real shook up.

But I thought I'd better go find him and try to calm him down.

Well, I went to the pawn shop.

But he'd already been there, and there was cops around, so I left.

And I figured that maybe he'd gone to see Mr. Voss.

So I headed for Mr. Voss' art gallery.

And that's where you found the letter opener?

Yes.

It was sticking up Mr.

Voss' body.

And what did you do then?

Well, I was real scared.

I guess I wasn't thinking very clearly, but... I grabbed the letter opener.

And then I realized I better get rid of it, so I tried to wipe it clean, and

then I threw it down the storm drain.

Mrs. DeMay, why did you do all these things?

To help Claude.

Then you must have felt certain that it was he who had plunged that letter

opener into Mr. Voss's body.

Why did you believe that?

Because I saw him.

As I drove up, I saw him come out of the gallery and run away.

Thank you, Mrs. Deney.

That'll be all.

Your witness.

Your Honor, it's almost ten minutes to twelve. I would like to postpone my

-examination of this witness until after the noon recess.

Very well, Mr. Mason.

Court is recessed until 1 .30 this afternoon.

She wasn't lying.

You were at the gallery.

I knew it would look bad, so I was afraid to tell you.

I didn't kill him, Mr. Mason. He was already dead.

The rest of it's true. Everything else is true.

All right, Claude. All right.

Perry, I'm sorry, but he doesn't have it finished yet.

Have him skip all the detail except right at the top. We'll unwrap it only

far. Don't forget the matching paper.

Paul, I'll stall as long as I can, but I'm going to have to have that in court

this afternoon.

I'll get it, Perry.

Paul had just left plastic snobbies when I called.

Good. I think Claver is their last witness.

Now, Mr. Claver, it's a matter of record that you owned a Panamaker tapestry

called Thesis and the Minotaur, which was destroyed by fire.

I ask now that you examine this tapestry and see if you can identify

it.

Yes, it's a copy of Panamaker's original.

The threads are recent and poor, the coloring uncertain, the hatching is

inconsistent.

However, in view of the circumstances under which Mr. DeMay claims to have

it, this is a rather remarkable work.

In your expert opinion, could this have been sold as a Panamaker at the auction

to which you were invited?

Absolutely not. It would have been detected as a fraud in five minutes.

Then wouldn't you say that...

The defendant never intended to auction off his tapestry at all, that he had

some other purpose in mind. Objection, Your Honor.

The witness may well be an expert on art, but he's scarcely an expert on mind

reading.

Sustained.

I have, uh, no further questions, Mr. Clayman.

Mr. Mason, do you wish to cross -examine her?

Yes, Your Honor.

Mr. Claver, you said the tapestry could be recognized as a fraud within five

minutes. Did you mean that literally?

Yes. It only took me a minute or two of close examination.

Could you have recognized it as a fraud from across the room, let's say?

Well, not readily, no.

Now, you've received full insurance payment for your loss in that fire in

America.

Apparently, there was no question at that time that the tapestry had been

burned. That's correct.

Yet, when you saw this copy in the Los Angeles pawn shop, you were driven to

drastic action to get it.

Your chauffeur has admitted that he broke into the shop on your orders to

the tapestry. Is that correct?

Yes.

Then, Mr. Claver...

Isn't the implication inescapable that your feeling was that somehow the

tapestry and other objects had survived that fire, and that you suspected Mr.

Voss of being responsible for their survival?

Well, I certainly wanted to explore every possibility.

That's all. No further questions.

Your Honor, we ask permission to recall Mr. James Hazlitt.

All right, Mr. Mason.

Mr. Hazlitt, you will take the stand.

That's all, Mr. Claver.

Witnesses reminded that he's still under oath.

Mr. Haslett, think carefully.

Did Mr. Voss ever suggest to you that he might have very famous or very

important artworks for sale?

Yes, he asked me once if I'd like to take a plunge. Said he knew I'd get a

of something real big.

Was he open about all this?

Well, he went to a lot of trouble to make sure we were alone.

And he made me promise to keep it strictly confidential.

Very likely.

Thank you.

Your Honor, we realize this is unusual procedure.

We now wish to present a defense in this case, and we ask for a recess to

prepare. If the court please.

I think the request is reasonable.

Court will reconvene at 9 .30 tomorrow morning.

What do you think?

Well, everybody saw it.

All we can do is watch and wait.

I got it.

Hazlitt's at home, and a guy by the name of Lawrence just showed up there.

That's his art expert. Maybe we'd better watch him, too.

Put a tail on Lawrence if you can.

Good.

Yeah, where?

Hold it a minute.

Brenda just parked her car in an alley near Commercial and Lake.

She's walking east on Lake Street.

Lake Street? What's down there?

What's the neighborhood?

Factories and warehouses.

That's it. Come on. Wait for us there.

Yes, today.

Somebody was here. You let someone in and you know it. Nobody but Boss himself

has been any... Will you please just give me the key?

Hey, what's going on here? Take it easy, Charlie. Everything will be okay.

If you're looking to see if a Buddha is missing, I think you'll find it is.

Better call Tragport.

Wait.

I can't believe it.

All these things here, here all this time, the Gainsborough, does that mean

sketches the Utrello?

You can identify all these things, Mr. Claver?

Yes.

Yes, all the treasures Voss told me were burned, destroyed.

All but a certain Teo Kwan Buddha, right?

You see, Voss took that Buddha to the gallery the night he was to be caught,

night he was killed.

But the trade never took place.

When we found Voss dead, we didn't find any Buddha.

Only some package wrappings.

And a few with blood spots.

Well, Miss Larkin, that must have been quite a shock to you today when that

Buddha suddenly reappeared in court.

If it hadn't been such a shock, she wouldn't have come running here, which,

course, just about proves she didn't kill Voss.

Very. It must certainly... No.

The killer would have been much smarter.

Don't you think so, Mr. Claver?

Six years ago, you paid Voss to burn a collection which you had overinsured.

Isn't that correct?

A few days ago, a tapestry showed up.

You discovered it was just a copy.

But then you found that Voss still had the Teo Kwan Buddha.

Wasn't it then that you fully realized how completely Vos had betrayed you, Mr.

Claver? Mr. Claver, you should know that the moment you left your house, I

arranged to have it searched.

They're looking, of course, for the Teo Kwan Buddha.

The Buddha that must have been taken from the scene of the murder.

And taken by the murderer, Mr. Claver.

You know, I'm glad that some of these things didn't burn.

It's like meeting old friends you heard had died.

But it was Brenda Larkin right down to the wire.

Not quite.

Claver was the only one that knew the tapestry was a copy.

That's why he confronted Boss at the gallery.

And that's when he spotted the Buddha and knew the collection hadn't been

burned, that Boss had double -crossed him. Right.

I'm sorry I'm late, Mason, but you did a fine job, a fine job.

Aren't I, Miss Deller?

But you were the man I came to see.

How'd you like to sell that tapestry of yours?

I'd just love to take that back to Houston with me.

I'll tell you what, I'll give you $10 ,000 for it.

But it's only a copy.

Well, if the folks back in Houston don't recognize it, they're going to be

plenty impressed.

And if they do recognize it, then I'm going to tell them the story and they're

going to be more impressed.

Well, Claude, I guess you finally made yourself a deal.

$10 ,000.

I guess I have.

It's a deal. A deal. All right.

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You're finally going to have some sisters. A lifetime in the making.

Hello, baby.

And a couple learns the greatest gift comes in three.

Make every moment count on the next life moment. Tonight at Thick on the

Hallmark Channel.