Victoria's mind drifted back to the humiliating escort from the gallery this morning .

"Miss Victoria Blackwood, you're under arrest for conspiracy to commit art fraud and money laundering..." Detective Sullivan drawled as though he was reporting about the weather.

The words had echoed in the marble halls of her gallery, each syllable bouncing off the walls like an echo.

"What? Look here..!" Victoria scoffed in disbelief, her eyes threatening to stab the man who stood in front of her. "What ...