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over every station! I was on the stepper at the gym and almost fell over when they showed your face on CNN."
    "CNN? Are you kidding?"
    "Maddie, they're saying you're a suspect." She paused. "You're not really a suspect, are you? I mean... you didn't do it, right?"
    "Why is everyone asking me that? I did not stab a woman with a shoe! I would never do that." I paused. "Again."
    "Right. Of course not."
    "Look, it's just a coincidence." Though the more times I said it, the harder it was becoming to believe. But being "set up" sounded so melodramatic. Outside of a Robert De Niro movie, was anyone ever really set up?
    "So, what happened?"
    I glanced across the lobby. Felix was whispering something in the woman's ear now. Something that made her laugh and toss her hair over one shoulder. My stomach did that funny clenching thing again.
    I ignored it, instead filling Dana in on my day, ending with the conversation I'd just had with Angelica.
    "So, the mystery man did it," she said when I'd finished.
    "Maybe. Or the jealous model. Angelica could have done it herself and made the whole Mystery Man thing up."
    "What about Jean Luc?" she asked.
    "What about him?"
    "Well, maybe he killed Gisella. I mean, he admitted himself that she was a pill. Besides, look at all the free publicity he's getting. His name is, like, everywhere."
    I shook my head. "No, Jean Luc is freaking out right now. Angelica's the show's new centerpiece, but he's still short one model. And everyone in Europe is already booked for Fashion Week."
    "Ohmigod, me!" Dana squealed. "Me, me, me! I could totally fill the spot."
    "You? Dana, you're an actress, not a model."
    "Big diff. I played a model in that pilot last spring, Runway Rascals . And I've done a few mall things and boat shows. I could so do this!"
    "I don't know, Dana..."
    "Look, I have experience, I'm available and I could totally help you clear your name. Please, please, please!"
    I'd like to say it was the please that got me. But in actuality, the idea of having a friend on my side here was just too tempting. Between the foreign language, foreign press and foreign police officers watching me like a hawk, I was feeling just a wee bit ganged up on. Call me selfish, but against my better judgment I felt myself saying, "All right. I'll suggest it to Jean Luc."
    Dana did a squeal so high I was pretty sure poodles from Santa Monica to Marseille yelped in protest.
    "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, Maddie! I'm gonna go start packing right now."
    "I said I'd suggest it," I reminded her.
    But she didn't hear me. She'd already hung up.
    I looked up to see Felix guide Miss Long Legs over toward the lounge, his hand flirting with the small of her back. I told my clenching stomach that I so did not care who Felix fraternized with as I keyed in Jean Luc's number and prepared to convince him that one beach blonde aerobics instructor from L.A. was the perfect addition to his European collection.

Chapter Six

    Jean Luc's phone went right to voicemail, so I left him a message touting Dana's abilities and the number of her booking agent. Then I snapped my phone shut and headed for the lounge where Felix and his filly were seated in club chairs, sipping cocktails. Felix was leaning back, one leg crossed over the other, a mellow look on his face like the cocktail was doing its job already. The woman sat forward in her seat, talking animatedly, her hand stopping to rest on Felix's arm every so often. Such a perfect little scene of romance in Paris that I almost hated to interrupt.
    Almost.
    "Felix?" I called as I approached.
    His eyes swept toward me. "Maddie, I was just waiting for you."
    Yeah, I'll bet. I looked over at the blonde, her dress hugging a chest that made my barely B's look like bug bites.
    "Any luck, love?" he asked.
    "I talked to one of the other models. Angelica."
    "And? Any news?"
    "Sort of. I have a favor to ask of you." I looked at the blonde again. "Maybe we should speak in private?"
    Felix looked over at