Jane hesitated. ‘At this time I don’t have anything I feel would definitely be relevant to the investigation, but . . . I have found out that Mr. Foxley used the models from his KatWalk agency to act as “arm candy”, as Simon Quinn put it. These young girls would be taxied to and from the events and were enabled to hire expensive evening wear. Obviously the more glamorous they looked, the more press photographs there were. The girls were ambitious and some hoped for a career as an actress.’

Miller looked around the table and then back to Jane. ‘So where does this leave us? I can’t see the point, Sergeant Tennison.’

Jane flushed. ‘At the moment, sir, I don’t really have evidence to back it up, but I think these girls may have been paid money for sexual favors.’

Miller gritted his teeth. ‘And where, if this is true, is the connection to our investigation?’

‘I’m attempting to find that out, sir.’

‘Charles Foxley had his throat slit and was then disemboweled, for God’s sake. I cannot see what paying young models to be “arm candy” could possibly have to do with it!’

There was an embarrassed pause as everyone glanced down at their notes. Eventually another officer was asked if he had verified with the Harrods car park if they retained lists of the vehicles that used their facility. The briefing continued for a further hour as they churned over the information they already had.

When it was over, the detectives given new assignments filed out. Jane and Spencer sat at her desk. He thumbed through his notebook showing all the names of the models he had written down.

Spencer checked his watch. ‘I have to go. I have an interview with Michael Langton. I think it’s going to be another dead-end. I doubt very much that the poor bloke will be able to give us any new information.’

After Spencer left, Jane sat thinking for a moment, then decided to try to cut some corners. She called the agency, hoping Rita would answer. She was in luck.

‘Oh, ’ello,’ Rita said. ‘We aren’t officially open yet, but I always come in early because I have to sort the mail.’

‘I just wanted to ask you, is it true that KatWalk and the sports agency is closing?’

‘Yes. It’s been on the cards ever since you know what happened. No one else really wants to take it on. They’re all quite snooty about it. Only handle famous people, not skinny, hopeful models.’

‘I need a big favor,’ Jane said. ‘There’s a young model, Annalise, who I really need to contact. It’s very important. I believe she was a friend of Julia Summers.’