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Stepping her perfect Jimmy Choos into place beside Ben
Gallagher’s wounded Nikes, straitlaced Philadelphia lawyer Catherine Barrington
is surprisingly unable to resist the disarming small-town mechanic’s charm.
He’s one of the heirs to the vast fortune left by his eccentric grandfather
Max, a bestselling horror writer, and she’s there to carry out Max’s last
wishes. Routine enough…except that inheriting comes with a catch: none of Max’s
heirs will get a penny until they’ve lived together for two weeks in the
shadow-filled rooms of his mansion in the wooded hills near Lake Superior.
From beyond the grave, a letter from Max insists that his
death was no accident, sending Catherine undercover—and way out of her comfort
zone—to catch the killer. Posing as Lexie, Ben's cocktail waitress girlfriend,
Catherine soon finds herself trapped with the feuding clan at the sinister
Nevermore manor. To save her own life, she’ll have to confront the murderer, as
well as her growing attraction to Ben—a top suspect.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“I’m counting on you to find out who killed me.”
Her blood turned to ice. “Who is it?” she asked,
unnecessarily, since she knew that distinctive voice.
“You know who I am, Catherine. Just remember the money is
the key. Because I really was murdered.”
She was finally alert enough to think to switch on the
bedside lamp. For an instant she swore she saw Max Windsor standing across the
room by the dresser, studying her.
But it couldn’t be. She blinked twice.
When she focused on the spot by the dresser again, it was
empty.
* * *
She’d been dreaming. That had to be it. Analyzing everything
possibly relevant to identifying Max’s murderer—including the ghost
appearances—had triggered a nightmare.
Except she was wide-awake now, and she was positive she’d
been equally wide-awake when she’d seen Max and he’d spoken to her. But that
was impossible. Max was dead, and despite what she’d suggested to Ben, she
really didn’t believe in ghosts. So what had just happened?
Of course. She hopped out of bed, stormed to Ben’s room, and
pounded on the door.
“What?” he asked from behind her. He was dressed in a black
T-shirt, jeans, and Nikes. She caught a whiff of motor oil.
“Where have you been?”
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
When she was eight, Diana Miller decided she wanted to be
Nancy Drew. But no matter how many garbage cans she dug through, conversations
she “accidentally” overheard, and attics she searched, she never found a single
cryptic letter, hidden staircase, or anything else even remotely mysterious.
She worked as a lawyer, a soda jerk, a stay-at-home mom, a hospital admitting
clerk, and a conference host before deciding that the best way to inject
suspense into her otherwise satisfying life was by writing about it.
Diana is a five-time nominee for the Romance Writers of
America Golden Heart Award, including for Fatal Trust, and won a Golden Heart
for her debut novel Dangerous Affairs. She lives in the Twin Cities with her
family.
LINKS:
My website link is dianamillerwriter.com.
My Amazon page
is: http://www.amazon.com/Fatal-Trust-Kindle-Serial-Miller-ebook/dp/B00FX7SLLA/
My Facebook author page:
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