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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Bradford Morrow. For just the briefest instant , a voice within might have asked why— now why have you come here for ... voices behind me , whispering , calling my name or was that an illusion ? was it the creek making human sounds , as ...
Bradford Morrow. For just the briefest instant , a voice within might have asked why— now why have you come here for ... voices behind me , whispering , calling my name or was that an illusion ? was it the creek making human sounds , as ...
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... voice breaking in on my miserable fancy , the loud voice , my uncle's voice , in a fury so harsh that I hardly recognized it , blurting out , “ Stand up , get up , get up , ” as he discharged from his shotgun another blast straight into ...
... voice breaking in on my miserable fancy , the loud voice , my uncle's voice , in a fury so harsh that I hardly recognized it , blurting out , “ Stand up , get up , get up , ” as he discharged from his shotgun another blast straight into ...
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... voice I recognized as com- ing not from the rushing water , which had such a knack for deceiv- ing me into believing ... voice was still there and spoke once more , empathetic but weirdly calm . " Say Helen Trentas is your daughter ...
... voice I recognized as com- ing not from the rushing water , which had such a knack for deceiv- ing me into believing ... voice was still there and spoke once more , empathetic but weirdly calm . " Say Helen Trentas is your daughter ...
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