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Willoughby Manor — June Wetherell
She fled in terror from her own family--into the arms of love...or death?
A DEADLY SECRET
When Sally Mahone's beloved father in killed in the San Francisco Earthquake, she has nowhere to turn but to her mother's family. So, with simply a steamship ticket and a mandolin, she sets out for Willoughby Manor...
Upon her arrival she is not greeted warmly, but with much confusion--and wounded feelings--she reluctantly agrees to join the family.
Soon she is being courted by two different men, and tells herself she could be happy. But the strange mystery that veils her own lineage, and the whispers of evil concerning her mother raise sinister questions that demand answers. And when those answers finally become clear, Sally is also certain that no one can know them--and remain alive...
A CRY FOR HELP...
She ran toward the door but he was right behind her. She reached for the doorknob, screaming now, but he grabbed her, as he had downstairs in the hall.
She went on screaming for help as he dragged her across the room toward the open window. He was strong, but she fought back. He put his hand over her mouth and she bit it. He pulled it away and slapped her. She kicked at his groin and he howled with pain. But then he had her again, held her firmly by the shoulders, so firmly that she could not lift her arms. He jerked her up to the window sill...
A DEADLY SECRET
When Sally Mahone's beloved father in killed in the San Francisco Earthquake, she has nowhere to turn but to her mother's family. So, with simply a steamship ticket and a mandolin, she sets out for Willoughby Manor...
Upon her arrival she is not greeted warmly, but with much confusion--and wounded feelings--she reluctantly agrees to join the family.
Soon she is being courted by two different men, and tells herself she could be happy. But the strange mystery that veils her own lineage, and the whispers of evil concerning her mother raise sinister questions that demand answers. And when those answers finally become clear, Sally is also certain that no one can know them--and remain alive...
A CRY FOR HELP...
She ran toward the door but he was right behind her. She reached for the doorknob, screaming now, but he grabbed her, as he had downstairs in the hall.
She went on screaming for help as he dragged her across the room toward the open window. He was strong, but she fought back. He put his hand over her mouth and she bit it. He pulled it away and slapped her. She kicked at his groin and he howled with pain. But then he had her again, held her firmly by the shoulders, so firmly that she could not lift her arms. He jerked her up to the window sill...
