She blinked in confusion at the message. Suddenly, she remembered—London Fashion Week. She'd been so distracted by Linda's problems, she'd forgotten that the opening show was coming up. As soon as Geoffrey pulled up to the front door, she hopped out of the car and raced up the stairs to her bedroom. She headed straight to the closet and gasped at what she saw.

A mannequin had been placed in the center of the closet. It wore a scarlet silk gown that glowed like a jewel in the overhead light. ...