The painter John Lafcadio was brilliantly talented and, it appears, a bit psychic: Certain that his reputation would improve dramatically after his death, he left several paintings with his agent, along with the instruction that the widowed Mme. Lafcadio should wait a suitable interval and then begin doling out the work to a newly ravenous public at the rate of one per year. Albert Campion, an old friend of the widow's, is among the guests at Lafcadio's eighth such posthumous vernissage. The event is a success for all but one of the attendees--a young artist who is brutally murdered while others are sipping champagne, later the wife of another painter is poisoned.--