For thirteen years I jogged within 60 feet of stolen art hidden in the home of an acquaintance, Roger Streeter. I had no clue the art was there but the place always gave me a creepy feeling. Streeter’s April 2016 death set into motion events that would solve, in part, the largest art heist in South Carolina history. I, however, knew nothing of the heist…
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