CLAIRE

Julian studied my face for a long moment. "Okay," he said finally. "But we do this carefully, with security present, in a controlled environment."

"Agreed," I said.

Nina cleared her throat. "There's something else," she said hesitantly.

"What?" I asked.

"The SoHo boutique," Nina explained. "Marina called this morning, she wants to move up the installation, get your pieces in her window as soon as possible."

"Why the rush?" I asked.

"Because everyone's talking about you," Nina said. "The attack made national news, she thinks the publicity could be huge for both of you."

I felt my stomach turn slightly. Profiting from my trauma, from someone trying to hurt...