Giovanni's GiftImagine a scene of rural serenity, a night scene. Above the mountains surrounding this faraway place, the stars are a menagerie of silver flickering motes. Imagine a solitary ranch, a man and a woman asleep. It would be hard to fathom a purer vision of people at peace in the natural world. Who could foresee that this tranquility would be so brutally shattered by the night visitors? When Grant hears of the campaign of malice being waged against his only living relatives, he abandons Rome and a crumbling marriage to do what he can to help them. His brash confidence is quickly bruised as the night visits escalate in violence, and the death of Giovanni Trentas, a dear family friend found mutilated in a gorge above the ranch, takes on new meaning. When his aunt presents him with Giovanni's legacy - an old cigar box filled with letters, photos, and seemingly random knick-knacks - Grant finds himself in possession of a puzzle that might hold the answers to much more than Giovanni's death. Grant's unfolding passion for Giovanni's daughter, Helen, forces him to choose between loyalty and love as the night terrors come to their catastrophic end. |
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... field . As I did , I felt my heart racing ; I drew deep breaths in and blew out . Scanning the dark , I saw not one but two needles of white light bobbing slowly across the field on the far side of the stream . The music faded in and ...
... field . As I did , I felt my heart racing ; I drew deep breaths in and blew out . Scanning the dark , I saw not one but two needles of white light bobbing slowly across the field on the far side of the stream . The music faded in and ...
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... field at whose remote edge several horses cropped , red flecks in the dwindling light . I was nervous . My stomach churned . Perhaps this wasn't such a wise move , showing up here uninvited . My edginess served to remind me how very ...
... field at whose remote edge several horses cropped , red flecks in the dwindling light . I was nervous . My stomach churned . Perhaps this wasn't such a wise move , showing up here uninvited . My edginess served to remind me how very ...
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... field toward the river . Better than sitting on the stoop . A walk at least had the advantage of getting my blood circulating . Out at the far edge of the pasture I crossed , a solitary horse stood , head lowered to crop at grass ...
... field toward the river . Better than sitting on the stoop . A walk at least had the advantage of getting my blood circulating . Out at the far edge of the pasture I crossed , a solitary horse stood , head lowered to crop at grass ...
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