"It's you, isn't it?" I stared at the new groom with dawning horror. "You're the supermodel who's gone missing. You're Jade Lamond."
She pulled off her baseball cap, letting ice-blond hair spill out to her waist. "If you tell anyone, you'll put Beachball's life in danger. Swear to me, Alex, you'll keep quiet."
But it's too late. Somebody has already rung the papers...
