“He’s dead.” Angel Buchanan stared at the television mounted above…
Inside Carmel, California’s largest church, the unseasonal early September heat…
Angel knew Cooper Jones—Katie Whitney’s uncle—was stalking her.
Angel thought Cooper Jones was about to have a heart…
Angel lay on the skinny but surprisingly comfortable bed and…
Judd paused in Beth’s foyer, still somewhat hesitant to follow…
The next morning, Cooper was standing at the breakfast buffet…
For her meeting with Stephen Whitney’s widow, her first actual…
Judd had just settled into his chair at Beth’s kitchen…
Yes, dessert, Cooper thought, as Angel’s mouth softened beneath his.
Thank goodness Katie did not appear the least bit teary-eyed…
It was nearly night, but Cooper could see Angel’s eyes…
The night was hot and dark and so was Cooper’s…
“Cooper borrowed a wineglass from me last night.”
Two days later, Angel lay stretched on a blanket in…
His mood at a boiling point, Cooper dragged Angel down…
Judd was crouching beside the rosemary bush outside Tranquility House’s…
The walk back to the retreat didn’t smooth out Angel’s…
Judd found Beth in her kitchen. He didn’t bother ringing…
Angel couldn’t let it end like this.
Cooper’s gaze shot from Angel to the road behind her.
Angel hurried through the crowd in the bar at the…