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Shadow on Mercer Mountain — Daoma Winston
SHE KNEW TOO MUCH--OR NOT ENOUGH!
As lovely heiress Jan Olney approached Ballentine Lodge, its redwood walls glowed with the color of blood in the morning sun. And Jan was suddenly afraid.
All during the drive from the little train station in Mercer, Bill had insisted nothing was wrong at Ballentine Lodge. Yet he urged her to leave - quickly. However, whatever danger she faced, Jan couldn't leave - not until she had comforted Ellen.
Then she heard of the Ballentine curse from handsome Ian Ballentine and uncovered some of the dark secrets in that shrouded house. Now she knew too much, would she never be allowed to leave...alive?
As lovely heiress Jan Olney approached Ballentine Lodge, its redwood walls glowed with the color of blood in the morning sun. And Jan was suddenly afraid.
All during the drive from the little train station in Mercer, Bill had insisted nothing was wrong at Ballentine Lodge. Yet he urged her to leave - quickly. However, whatever danger she faced, Jan couldn't leave - not until she had comforted Ellen.
Then she heard of the Ballentine curse from handsome Ian Ballentine and uncovered some of the dark secrets in that shrouded house. Now she knew too much, would she never be allowed to leave...alive?
