No one bats an eyelid when a bag lady washes up on the shores of Sydney, minus five fingers and decked out in designer couture; nor is anyone too perturbed when socialite Beatrice Musgrave plunges to her death soon after. No one, that is, except ghostwriter and Merlot-lover Roxy Parker. She's been writing Beattie's 'autobiography' and has just stumbled on a secret that's worth killing for. With slick black hair, tortoise-shell glasses and a penchant for cheap Merlot, Roxy Parker is a sassy new female detective ... except she's not strictly a detective. Rather, she's a writer with a taste for...
No one bats an eyelid when a bag lady washes up on the shores of Sydney, minus five fingers and decked out in designer couture; nor is anyone too pert...
Sipping latte in a NY cafe, Vilia is not surprised to hear that her mother has drowned herself back home in Australia, but she is shocked to learn she has now inherited a tropical island on the tip of Papua New Guinea, and it's from this remote region that her father disappeared mysteriously some 30 years ago. Suddenly, reluctantly, Vilia is swept out of her fastidious Manhattan lifestyle and into the wild unpredictability of the Pacific. From the crowded streets of New York city to the remote Tubu Island and beyond, Vilia follows a series of clues to uncover the truth about her father's...
Sipping latte in a NY cafe, Vilia is not surprised to hear that her mother has drowned herself back home in Australia, but she is shocked to learn she...