“Let me see.”
I moved it away.
“You were just calling it worthless.”
“I didn’t know what it was!”
“Neither did I. That’s why we should be careful.”
Owen continued explaining how rare early Superman comics had achieved enormous prices at auction.
His excitement was contagious.
But as I looked at Declan, I noticed something troubling.
He was suddenly fascinated by the house he’d spent three days insulting.
He began searching online for auction results.
“Layla, look at this! Some of these have sold for unbelievable amounts.”
I glanced at the screen.
The numbers were extraordinary.
But I also knew we had no proof our copy was authentic.
“We need to have it examined before jumping to conclusions.”
Declan barely seemed to hear me.
“We should find a buyer immediately.”
“No. First we verify what we found.”
The following morning, I contacted a specialist who dealt with rare comic books.
