Secrets Of The A-List
A secret to die for…When a sudden change in Harrison’s condition summons the Marshalls to his bedside, their loyalties will be pushed to the breaking point. Until now, the Fixer has been holding all the cards. But there’s a new player in town and they’re playing for keeps, forcing the Fixer to make a bold move that could lead down a dangerous path—and could uncover long-buried skeletons the family would rather keep underground. Better grab a hold of something, Marshalls. This house of cards is about to collapse.
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A secret to die for...
When a sudden change in Harrisonâs condition summons the Marshalls to his bedside, their loyalties will be pushed to the breaking point. Until now, the Fixer has been holding all the cards. But thereâs a new player in town and theyâre playing for keeps, forcing the Fixer to make a bold move that could lead down a dangerous pathâand uncover long-buried skeletons the family would rather keep underground.
Better grab ahold of something, Marshalls. This house of cards is about to collapse.
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Rachel has given Gabe no choiceâget rid of her competition, or face the consequences. Ana is determined to win back her sonâs loyaltyâand maybe some Marshall cashâeven as Mariella is determined to keep her sister as far as she can from her children. Nora plans to attend the masquerade to spy on the family. Rafe plans to drink his troubles away. And, meanwhile, as the family pops the champagne and parties in Vegas, Harrison takes a turn for the worse...
Mariellaâs Halloween masquerade ball was a little more than twelve hours away, and Gabe now regarded the clock as his mortal enemy. Time was evaporating, the calm before the storm going up in smoke. Circumstances today were about to force him to do something heâd never consideredâtaking a human life.
Vanessa had flown into Vegas two hours ago with the gowns Mariella had ordered for the ball. Like it or not, and he didnât like it at all, especially since the suggestion had come from Rachel, this was his best window to deal with the Vanessa situation. They were away from Santa Barbara and Casa Cat. The murder would be a sad story, but it wouldnât cast a permanent pall over the Marshalls and their estate. People would eventually forget about the whole thing.
His sleep had been fitful and fragmented last night, after reaching the conclusion that he had no choice but to get rid of Vanessa permanently. Knowing that it had to happen today put him even more on edge. Every nerve in his body was raw and agitated. That was the most unsettling part. He was the unflappable one. He did not get rattled.
Ever.
To make it worse, his damn phone would not stop ringing, and it wasnât even eight oâclock yet. After his call from Rachel last night, it was nice to have a break from the business of being the Fixer and deal with something as benign as a party, but this one had become a royal pain in the ass. The list was incredibly tight. Guests couldnât merely buy their way in. A person had to be somebody. A big somebody. It was Gabeâs job to determine who was in and who was out.
In his suite at the Grecian, he rolled his neck to work away some tension, then stared down his phoneâs caller ID. Trudy Binghamton, newly divorced socialite. Sheâd called twice yesterday. He hadnât taken either call, on purpose. People like Trudy were accustomed to getting whatever they wanted, but she was a gossip of epic proportions and had been one of the first people to cast suspicion on the true nature of Harrisonâs accident. She had to pay for that misstep, even though Gabe ultimately wanted her at the masquerade, sucking down French champagne and stuffing her face with the finest party food MSM had to offer. The Marshalls needed lips flapping about their fabulous party. He needed people with big mouths chattering away that the Marshalls still had it. They were boldly marching forward with business as usual, showing the world that Harrisonâs physical state was of little concern, even when it was a worry that never left Gabeâs mind.
âThis is Gabriel,â he answered.
âGabe. Itâs Trudy. Trudy Binghamton. You didnât call me back yesterday.â
Gabe smirked and spun a pen on the desk blotter, glancing out the window, wishing they were on a lower floor and he had a view overlooking the pool. Bikini-clad women to admire wouldâve been nice instead of the hard and gaudy landscape of the Vegas strip. Was it too much to ask for a pleasant distraction? âMy apologies, Trudy. Iâve been incredibly busy. What can I do for you so early in the morning?â
âItâs the masquerade ball. Everybodyâs talking about it and I havenât received an invitation. Iâm a little perplexed, to be honest. Itâs tonight. I need time to prepare.â
