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No Tears for the Dead — Rae Foley
HOUSE OF STRANGERS
Constance had felt uneasy from the moment Ballard had taken her as his bride to Hitchcock house, once a proud family mansion, now an inn designed to save what was left of the Hitchcock fortune.
This was to be her honeymoon, but now the honeymoon had ended in the horror of Ballard's gruesome death, and Constance's initial mistrust of the people around her had sharpened to razor-edged fear.
Ballard's vengeful sister...her obscenely fat business partner...the sinister trio of guests with their masked identities...the bitter, aging heiress with her history of mental breakdowns...none of them could be trusted.
But one person above all filled Constance with dread -- the handsome, secretive, possibly sinister man who was tempting her to love again....
Constance had felt uneasy from the moment Ballard had taken her as his bride to Hitchcock house, once a proud family mansion, now an inn designed to save what was left of the Hitchcock fortune.
This was to be her honeymoon, but now the honeymoon had ended in the horror of Ballard's gruesome death, and Constance's initial mistrust of the people around her had sharpened to razor-edged fear.
Ballard's vengeful sister...her obscenely fat business partner...the sinister trio of guests with their masked identities...the bitter, aging heiress with her history of mental breakdowns...none of them could be trusted.
But one person above all filled Constance with dread -- the handsome, secretive, possibly sinister man who was tempting her to love again....