Fatal Trust
by Diana
Miller
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BLURB:
Stepping
her perfect Jimmy Choos into place beside Ben Gallagher’s wounded Nikes,
straitlaced Philadelphia lawyer Catherine Barrington is surprisingly unable to
resist the disarming small-town mechanic’s charm. He’s one of the heirs to the
vast fortune left by his eccentric grandfather Max, a bestselling horror
writer, and she’s there to carry out Max’s last wishes. Routine enough…except
that inheriting comes with a catch: none of Max’s heirs will get a penny until
they’ve lived together for two weeks in the shadow-filled rooms of his mansion
in the wooded hills near Lake Superior.
From
beyond the grave, a letter from Max insists that his death was no accident,
sending Catherine undercover—and way out of her comfort zone—to catch the
killer. Posing as Lexie, Ben's cocktail waitress girlfriend, Catherine soon
finds herself trapped with the feuding clan at the sinister Nevermore manor. To
save her own life, she’ll have to confront the murderer, as well as her growing
attraction to Ben—a top suspect.
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Excerpt
:
Catherine woke abruptly, opening her eyes in the total
blackness, her heart hammering. It must have been a nightmare, one she couldn’t
remember even though it must have scared her to death. She glanced at the
clock: 11:47. She closed her eyes again.
“I’m counting on you to find out who killed me.”
Her blood turned to ice. “Who is it?” she asked,
unnecessarily, since she knew that distinctive voice.
“You know who I am, Catherine. Just remember the money is
the key. Because I really was murdered.”
She was finally alert enough to think to switch on the
bedside lamp. For an instant she swore she saw Max Windsor standing across the
room by the dresser, studying her.
But it couldn’t be. She blinked twice.
When she focused on the spot by the dresser again, it was
empty.
# # #
She’d been dreaming. That had to be it. Analyzing everything
possibly relevant to identifying Max’s murderer—including the ghost
appearances—had triggered a nightmare.
Except she was wide-awake now, and she was positive she’d
been equally wide-awake when she’d seen Max and he’d spoken to her. But that
was impossible. Max was dead, and despite what she’d suggested to Ben, she
really didn’t believe in ghosts. So what had just happened?
Of course. She hopped out of bed, stormed to Ben’s room, and
pounded on the door.
“What?” he asked from behind her. He was dressed in a black
T-shirt, jeans, and Nikes. She caught a whiff of motor oil.
“Where have you been?” she asked.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
When she was
eight, Diana Miller decided she wanted to be Nancy Drew. But no matter how many
garbage cans she dug through, conversations she “accidentally” overheard, and
attics she searched, she never found a single cryptic letter, hidden staircase,
or anything else even remotely mysterious. She worked as a lawyer, a soda jerk,
a stay-at-home mom, a hospital admitting clerk, and a conference host before
deciding that the best way to inject suspense into her otherwise satisfying
life was by writing about it.
Diana is a
five-time nominee for the Romance Writers of America Golden Heart Award,
including for Fatal Trust, and won a Golden Heart for her debut novel Dangerous
Affairs. She lives in the Twin Cities with her family.
LINKS:
My website
link is dianamillerwriter.com
AUTHOR WILL BE GIVING AWAY:
A $25 Amazon gift card to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour, and a $25 Amazon gift card to a randomly drawn host.
Tour dates can be found here:
Thanks Diana for sharing the news about your book,
Tina
