The lighting technician looked at Nick with a questioning glance. Nick nodded slightly, his expression frosty, and said in a low voice, “Do as she says.”
Seeing that Nick had agreed, the lighting technician immediately went to the switch panel and turned on the lights.
First, he shone a beam of cold light onto the button on Bonnie’s back. Immediately, the button began to shimmer with a white glow.
A moment later, the technician adjusted the lighting to a warm red hue, and the button’s color shifted accordingly, turning into a blazing red—as if a flame were burning on her dress.
“It really changes color!” gasps of admiration rippled through the crowd.
I curled my lips into a small smile. “As you all saw, because the moonstone button was coated with a special substance, it reacts to dif
