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The Sapphire Legacy — Rachel Cosgrove Payes
For a young girl in search of psychic reality dreams of a lost love spiral into a nightmare of madness and murder. The man she loved ... the friend she trusted ... the doctor she relied on ... their conspiracy spelled disillusion and certain disaster.
GENE walked into Beth's life and transformed her world. Days passed in shimmering perfection, nights in sheer ecstasy. Then Gen was gone and Beth's blissful new life turned into a living death --- until she found Stan.
STAN ranked as one of the most brilliant psychiatrists in the country. Gentle, tender, infinitely concerned, he snatched Beth from the brink of madness. But what did he offer in its place?
JORI was beautiful, sexy, sure of herself, and her powers. She was more than Beth's friend; she was her salvation, for it was Jori who turned up that terrific job that would keep Beth going. But why had Jori, a casual acquaintance at best, suddenly become Beth's closest confidante?
PHILIP was not a man to be trusted. Who would dare to trust a man living as a parasite on his crippled, homely cousin. Philip said he was merely protecting Margot and her millions, but what, Beth wondered, was he protecting them from.
Margot's blood…you killed her…and now you'll have Gene all to yourself.
There was something terrible just beyond her vision, some horror which Beth didn't want to view. Margot was dead, stabbed, the blood everywhere, dripping red from the wheelchair, with spots on the biofeedback machine. The voice said, “You're glad, aren't you, Beth, glad that Margot's dead, no she can't ever call the police…you won't be jailed for stealing her sapphire…she's dead, Beth…you stabbed her…see all the blood…Margot's blood, Beth… You hated her, hated Margot because she was rich…now you'll have Gene all to yourself…you killed her…you can wear the sapphire…never see Margot again…she's dead…dead…dead…”
GENE walked into Beth's life and transformed her world. Days passed in shimmering perfection, nights in sheer ecstasy. Then Gen was gone and Beth's blissful new life turned into a living death --- until she found Stan.
STAN ranked as one of the most brilliant psychiatrists in the country. Gentle, tender, infinitely concerned, he snatched Beth from the brink of madness. But what did he offer in its place?
JORI was beautiful, sexy, sure of herself, and her powers. She was more than Beth's friend; she was her salvation, for it was Jori who turned up that terrific job that would keep Beth going. But why had Jori, a casual acquaintance at best, suddenly become Beth's closest confidante?
PHILIP was not a man to be trusted. Who would dare to trust a man living as a parasite on his crippled, homely cousin. Philip said he was merely protecting Margot and her millions, but what, Beth wondered, was he protecting them from.
Margot's blood…you killed her…and now you'll have Gene all to yourself.
There was something terrible just beyond her vision, some horror which Beth didn't want to view. Margot was dead, stabbed, the blood everywhere, dripping red from the wheelchair, with spots on the biofeedback machine. The voice said, “You're glad, aren't you, Beth, glad that Margot's dead, no she can't ever call the police…you won't be jailed for stealing her sapphire…she's dead, Beth…you stabbed her…see all the blood…Margot's blood, Beth… You hated her, hated Margot because she was rich…now you'll have Gene all to yourself…you killed her…you can wear the sapphire…never see Margot again…she's dead…dead…dead…”