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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... light spilled through the windows and bounced off the burnished floor . This light was reflected in my uncle's eyes , which gazed over at me , rather expressionlessly but with something about them that stopped me in my weary tracks ...
... light spilled through the windows and bounced off the burnished floor . This light was reflected in my uncle's eyes , which gazed over at me , rather expressionlessly but with something about them that stopped me in my weary tracks ...
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... light , lying on the plank floor of the studio , in this environ- ment of books and paper and fresh clay maquettes ... lights . Now we heard the sharp sound of a stick cracking , above where we 300 BRADFORD MORROW.
... light , lying on the plank floor of the studio , in this environ- ment of books and paper and fresh clay maquettes ... lights . Now we heard the sharp sound of a stick cracking , above where we 300 BRADFORD MORROW.
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... light and focus on so much that was happening around me . " Don't you realize what you've done ? " I'd cried out at her . " What I've done ? " " Milland's dead . " Even in the subtle light shed by the moon I saw her disqui- etude - not ...
... light and focus on so much that was happening around me . " Don't you realize what you've done ? " I'd cried out at her . " What I've done ? " " Milland's dead . " Even in the subtle light shed by the moon I saw her disqui- etude - not ...
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