After settling in at the hotel she went down to the restaurant, where the auction was to be held, to meet Andreas. They had a marvellous dinner, but there was a certain tension in the air. More and more people were gathering. She supposed they all had their separate reasons for being here, they all wanted something out of their trip. The different sides were watching and evaluating each other. Preparing battle plans for the evenings auction.

Suddenly the tension came to a peak when a man came in. He walked into the center of the room and cleared his throat. He introduced himself as Sean Cannon, she recognized the name as the writer of the letter Andreas had received. He read a letter out loud, it was from Brian O'Donnell's widow, claiming the right to all of the paintings and announcing that the auction would be cancelled or at least delayed until Friday. Well, she didn't mind. She wanted to stay and paint for a while anyway, but it appeared to be a big problem for some of the people there. She could hear bits and pieces of upset conversations as she walked around the room looking at some of the paintings that she by now had heard so much about.