The Devil's Vineyard — Barbara Kevern

A Strange Party…

A first it seemed that Carter Wainwright was a California Gatsby. He had a private jet and gave lavish parties that lasted for days. The monstrous Wainwright castle had an air of old world elegance, complemented by conveniences that were strictly twenty-first century.

Alicia wandered through the resplendent dining room that catered food around the clock. She gasped at the game room with the Las Vegas roulette wheel. Even more extraordinary was the below-sea-level bar lounge -- as large as most nightclubs, but with a floodlit glass wall that illuminated the darting, colorful sea creatures outside. Yet even a stranger sight suddenly accosted her eyes. It was a fifteen foot aquarium containing four man-eating sharks…And the entertainment was already underway…

To Alicia's horror the elegant dressed guest were eagerly throwing live animals from an opening in the floor above. And in blind panic, Alicia realized she had no escape from these decadent people, from Carter Wainwright, from his consuming castle.

But what she did not know was that before the night ended her friend Jolene would be thrown to the sharks. And what horrors would Alicia have to face at dawn?