As candles flickered, she pulled out a small stool then sat, resting her palms gently on the surface of the smooth wood. Then, again reaching into her robe pocket, she pulled out a small, sepia-colored photograph, resting it against a plain, black urn.
With candle flames mirrored in her eyes, Amelia lit the cigar with one of the candles, blowing its thick, acrid smoke at the photo-and, it was then she spoke, her words unintelligible. Chanting her desires, she gently picked up the photograph, raising it to her God.
And, there she stayed until it was done . . .
Once again, author Faith Wood transports her readers into a world of intrigue and the unexpected. When The Social Hour's Decklin Kilgarry pulls up stakes to embark on a new life in Miami, he never considered changes to his heart. His soul. Even so, as his investigation transforms from something routine and familiar into an undercurrent of darkness and corruption, he digs in, stunned when confronted with a person from his past-one whom he barely knows. Forming an unanticipated allegiance, mysteries unlock one-by-one, revealing an insidious truth. One, when illuminated, reveals a malevolent, treasonous intent-and, murder.
