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Secrets Can Be Fatal — Monica Heath
THEY MET AT A POSH NIB HILL PARTY
It was a glittering evening - the premiere of San Francisco's opera season, followed by a spectacular post-performance party at Adriane Montgomery's.
It was the night she met Wickerly Carver, a man bearing the name of her dead father. He was a mystery writer. One who approached his craft and his women with the intensity of a Stanislavsky method actor.
When did it all start? Nevada Carver would never know. Perhaps it was the same night...the night she accepted Wick's strangely compelling offer to join him in a desert mansion where they would work together on a new kind of drama. Little did she realize that it would be the story of her own past. A life she never knew.
It was a glittering evening - the premiere of San Francisco's opera season, followed by a spectacular post-performance party at Adriane Montgomery's.
It was the night she met Wickerly Carver, a man bearing the name of her dead father. He was a mystery writer. One who approached his craft and his women with the intensity of a Stanislavsky method actor.
When did it all start? Nevada Carver would never know. Perhaps it was the same night...the night she accepted Wick's strangely compelling offer to join him in a desert mansion where they would work together on a new kind of drama. Little did she realize that it would be the story of her own past. A life she never knew.
