My pre-Paris read. I didn‘t love it. think maybe I was expecting it to go a certain way and the way it went was actually weirder. When Pierre-Francois Chaumont purchases a portrait of a man who bears a striking resemblance to himself, he is disappointed that his loved ones don‘t see the resemblance. Soon his life as he knew it unravels, but the portrait‘s secret may lead him into a different life altogether. Well written but a bit unbelievable.