They Call Her St. Joan

Mike Johnson won't soon forget his first meeting last November with Joan Irvine Smith. Tall and striking in brown tweed jacket and khaki pants, the California land heiress, accompanied by her terriers, Skippy and Sissie, got right to the point: Smith wanted to buy painting--slots of them--and she had heard that Johnson, a former police detective and private investigator specializing in stolen art, could help. Fifteen minutes later, Johnson, to his amazement, started working as Smith's exclusive buyer, at a fat commission.

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