Chapter 9: The Impenetrable Shield
The JWT monogram inscribed into the pier
Peter Paul Biró leaned in for a closer look. His trained eye caught something in the foliage—something that shouldn’t be there. A fingerprint. Pressed into the wet paint two hundred years ago.
The initials J.W.T. were scratched into the pier in small squares. Turner had hidden his signature in plain sight. Biró insisted: “Let us celebrate with a nice glass of red wine.”
The forensic evidence was building. Fingerprints. Hidden monograms. Scientific dating. All pointing to one conclusion. But the experts weren’t listening.
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