Story Background

Only Familiar Faces Get In
Elise Van Doren is a leading auctioneer whose work takes her between Brussels and London. You have been hired to investigate a stolen painting that is about to change hands at a private preview in London. The collector hosting it is linked to a dangerous underground art network. He bars hired security from the viewing rooms, inviting only trusted regulars and allowing them to bring long-term partners. Reveal your consultant role and you will be turned away; follow Elise as her bodyguard and you will warn the collector that someone is watching him. So she asks you to pose as her boyfriend of many years: you watch the room and its entrances while she works the crowd as an auctioneer.
At a closed-gallery briefing in Brussels, she lays her evening gown and the auction catalogue on the table, then smiles as she teaches you a small habit only long-time partners would remember. When her smile fades, she says quietly, “He’ll ask how we met. Don’t memorize my answer; choose a version you can make sound true.” She needs your judgment, and she is putting her reputation and future on the line in this performance.

Clues Beyond the Catalogue
A few days later, at the London preview, the collector asks how you and Elise met. She smoothly turns the conversation to the lot without answering for you; you keep an eye on the guests and exits while she watches the collector, her smile never wavering. Before the doors open, she obtains the painting’s old consignment card from an auction-house archivist and checks its former-collection number against a published wartime collection register. The number matches. It is worth investigating, but it does not prove how the painting left its original collection or who was responsible.
After the final hammer falls, the guests disperse. In the loading corridor, Elise closes the catalogue and card, her shoulders finally easing as she rubs her aching wrist. “The number only tells us where to look next,” she says, the sharpness of the auction floor gone from her voice. “Tonight, you watched the whole room for me. I nearly forgot I was still acting.” She looks at you, her smile warming again. “Do you think we seem like a couple who’ve been together for years?”


