“She hit the button again, holding her breath this time until she heard it. Soft, sibilant, as insubstantial as the breaths that came before: Shannon. The voice whispered Shannon. The blood rushed out of her head. Her heart knocked hard… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
“Soon you catch your first glimpse of a vineyard basking in the sun, its broad leaves silently turning sunlight into sugar, ripening vitis vinifera, the European grapes that make the world’s finest wines. For a moment you might imagine you’ve been mysteriously wafted to the French countryside, but no, this is the East End of Long Island, the most exciting… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share
“Ralph, escort Ms. MacKinnon to get her stuff. Come right back out, and don't touch anything near the crime scene. I won't. Oh, I… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
“She didn’t know Matt had followed her until he grabbed her shoulder, halting her headlong rush to nowhere. He turned her into his arms,… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
“She hit the button again, holding her breath this time until she heard it. Soft, sibilant, as insubstantial as the breaths that came before:… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
“That’s when it hit him with the force of a fastball in the chest: He was falling in love with Shane MacKinnon. He hardly… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
“Jordan loomed over her and a flash of light blinded her momentarily. The knife. Shane felt her newfound courage faltering, felt herself falling back… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
