A year ago he was a man with endless possibilities. He had a bright political future ahead of him, he was unstoppable. Now he was holed up in his study, shattered, disbelieving, hope quickly fading. He was free falling and didn’t know where or how he would land. The lies his daughter was spreading about him had taken on a life of their own. Ben had called him two days ago to tell him there was a rumor going around he was being accused of rape, and his supporters, the people who could make his dream of becoming Governor come true, were abandoning him in droves. There would be no big announcement of his candidacy before the Boston press. He had even hinted to his favorite reporters at the Boston Sentinel and Channel 5 that he would make a big announcement soon and left them to speculate.
His wife moved out of their home. She told him she’d be moving back to England because she couldn’t take the shame and humiliation of being associated with a man accused of such a heinous crime. Wasn’t it just like a woman to run out when she got whatever she could from a man? They all had a price: his daughters, his wives, his mistresses, all the same.
He was halfway through his second bottle of vodka when there was a knock at the door. It must be Cassie. She’d come back from visiting her mother the week before and had been tiptoeing around him ever since. He didn’t feel like talking to anybody right now, but she already knew he was in, so it was pointless to pretend otherwise.
He must look worse than he thought; the expression on her face was shock. He took another swig of vodka.
“Yes?”
Cassie panicked. “I can come back later.”
“You already disturbed me, so say what you have to say and stop wasting my time.”
He knew it sounded mean but he couldn’t help it. Cassie was sweet and always believed in him. He could use an ally right about now.
He softened his voice. “What’s on your mind, Cassie?”
“What Nina said, it’s not true, right? I mean, why would she say something so awful about you? Why, Dad?”
“You’ve been talking to Nina?”
“She called me and said we needed to talk. So we went out to dinner and she said you … you …”
“I know what she told you, and no, it’s not true.”
“Then why would she say such nasty things? She kept saying I was blind in my devotion to you and one day the awful truth would come out for everybody to hear. What’s she talking about?”
“What did you say to her when she was telling you those lies?”
“I told her I didn’t believe her and she needed to stop saying those things.”
Phillip smiled, a real smile. “Good girl. I knew I could count on you. You’re the only person who hasn’t abandoned me, Cassie, and I want you to know how important it is to me. There are people out there who don’t want me to run for Governor, and it’s possible one of them is using your sister to ruin my reputation with these ugly lies. Thanks for defending me.”
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Boston executive Nina Kasai has been living a lie since her days as a student at Stanford University. But she's about to learn that some secrets are too big to stay buried.
Years ago, Nina fled from her life of wealth and privilege and vowed never to look back. The horrifying truth has been locked away in her hidden diary, and in the mind of a disturbed woman who will never tell, ever. However, the perfect life she's since created is about to come crashing down when Phillip Copeland --a ghost from her past with political ambition and secrets of his own, makes Nina an offer she can't refuse: her silence in exchange for his.
Soon, it all goes horribly wrong when a shocking double-cross sends Nina reeling, and devastating loss threatens to push her over the edge. To make matters worse, her diary, the only link to her secret past has been stolen.
To reclaim her life and bring this twisted game to its stunning conclusion, Nina must confront the past she's been running from, and find the courage to make a life-altering decision that leaves multiple casualties in its wake.
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Genre - Psychological Suspense
Rating – R
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