Paul Wheeler. CEO of the Wheeler Enterprises empire. At age 52, he's a pillar of Atlanta society and a brilliant businessman. But Paul is out of the picture even before the opening credits -- shot dead during an armed robbery.
Julie Rutledge. A savvy, cultured, and attractive Southern woman, seasoned by a stint of study and romance in Paris. She owns the city's most successful and sophisticated art gallery on Peachtree Street. She was also Paul Wheeler's weekly companion at the hotel where he was murdered and was hand in hand with him at the time of his death.
Derek Mitchell. A defense lawyer of renown. Successful, handsome, and despised by the Atlanta PD for his courtroom victories, he goes to the mat to make a case for every client - and headlines for himself. A guilty verdict is not an option. Yet he's not entirely without a conscience, as proven when his life takes a terrible turn toward the cinematic.
Creighton Wheeler. The prodigal nephew of Paul. With movie-star looks and guileless blue eyes, the 28-year-old playboy has a penchant for call girls, fast cars, and designer clothes. But his passion is movies. He studies them, quotes them...and lives them. Even those closest to Creighton can't be sure when he exits reality and enters the fantasy world of films.
The murder of Paul Wheeler has all the elements of a blockbuster: family rivalries, incalculable wealth, and a prominent man dying in the arms of his beautiful mistress. It's a case that could earn Derek Mitchell even greater star power. When the Wheeler family approaches him about defending Creighton for his uncle's murder -- even before he's charged -- he jumps at the chance.
But Derek soon discovers that Julie will stop at nothing to secure justice for Paul...
©2009 Simon & Schuster; (P)2009 Sandra Brown Management Ltd
This book was really very good and held my attention right from the start...the only thing I had a problem with was the (dog) ...that bothered me a little bit
I loved all of the twists and turns in this book; I didn't see the final one coming and I respect an author who can still surprise me. As for her sex scenes, they are few and far between but are always expected (and anticipated) in a Sandra Brown book. Even though he doesn't read like Barbara Rosenblatt, Victor Slezak is excellent.
A good story; a murder to be solved, a man and woman in love, some sex -- what's not to like. Brown likes men; usually her men are kind of psychotic right up till they fall in love with the heroine, but here the man makes more sense than the woman. story keeps moving, a few implausibilities, but niccely done. Slezak is the perfect reader, his women are different from his men in voice, all convincing. Brown has better, but this one is just fine.
The plot was interesting but the constant explicit details of sex was a disappointment.
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