Boston. A wintry night two hours past the end of the 1990 St. Patrick’s Day. Two simultaneous art thefts, two miles apart. One in a museum. One in a private residence. One nets $200 million in art collected by a turn of the 20th-century heiress. The other nets two stolen pieces bought by a wine merchant through his best friend, Harry Bartlett. Two low-level crooks carry out the first one. Uncle Louie, a stolen-art retrieval expert, performs the second. The duo leaves via Storrow Drive east. Uncle Louie goes west on the same road. Their paths will cross more than once before a ransom demand expires in seven days.
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