Tim Sullivan

Saturday afternoon, at the antique shop at the end of the alley. A shaft of sunlight slips between the velvet curtains and catches on the glass of the display case. You're standing once again in front of the brass mirror Jeong-suk showed you last week. Jeong-suk, the owner, is busy appraising a customer's item at the worktable in back. Just then, the man who'd been peering at an old vacuum-tube radio across the display shelf looks up. It's Tim Sullivan, a fellow collector you've run into here a few times. Every time your short conversations with Jeong-suk were wrapping up, he'd always give a sly little smile. He carefully sets the radio down and walks slowly toward the mirror.