Hannah Stuart thinks she's safe within the dark and private rooms of Kenninghall, her friend Milo's rambling and secluded Washington estate. Here she hides from the outside world, nurturing her depression, and lost in a past and painful tragedy she can't let go. She lives her days by rote, each day the same as the one before.
But change, for good or ill, is both relentless and inescapable.
Milo dies, leaving Hannah a fortune and three letters. Letters telling of old sins and ugly lies, now tangled anew in more shocking depravities. Letters the rich and powerful will kill to suppress. Letters Hannah is driven and honor bound to expose—and time is running out.
When Milo's long-lost relatives and former business partners start showing up at Kenninghall, Hannah doesn't know who to trust. In desperation she turns to the mysterious Yates Lang.
Yates has the experience to help her, but he also has secrets of his own—and a compelling reason to destroy the letters.
He may be falling for the reclusive beauty of Kenninghall, but when love gets snarled in existing loyalties, bad blood, and perfect evil, it can get you killed.
Hannah Stuart thinks she's safe within the dark and private rooms of Kenninghall, her friend Milo's rambling and secluded Washington estate. Here she hides from the outside world, nurturing her depression, and lost in a past and painful tragedy she can't let go. She lives her days by rote, each day the same as the one before.
But change, for good or ill, is both relentless and inescapable.
Milo dies, leaving Hannah a fortune and three letters. Letters telling of old sins and ugly lies, now tangled anew in more shocking depravities. Letters the rich and powerful will kill to suppress. Letters Hannah is driven and honor bound to expose—and time is running out.
When Milo's long-lost relatives and former business partners start showing up at Kenninghall, Hannah doesn't know who to trust. In desperation she turns to the mysterious Yates Lang.
Yates has the experience to help her, but he also has secrets of his own—and a compelling reason to destroy the letters.
He may be falling for the reclusive beauty of Kenninghall, but when love gets snarled in existing loyalties, bad blood, and perfect evil, it can get you killed.