Private Entrance

by Harvey, Kathryn; Wood, Barbara

• ISBN13: 9781596528741
• ISBN10: 1596528745
• Format: Paperback
• Copyright: 2012-05-01
• Publisher: Ingram Pub Services

Summary

Abby Tyler is a woman on a mission. For more than thirty years, Abby has been desperately searching for her child-an infant stolen at birth before she even had a chance to see it. To locate her child and end years of heartache, Abby formulates a plan that will bring her face to face with a past she has tried to forget. Elsewhere, three strangers receive word that they've each won a contest that, oddly, they don't recall entering. None of them are prepared for the luxurious and erotic prize that awaits them-a week at The Grove, an exclusive anything-goes, no-questions-asked resort in the Southern California desert. Amid the glamour of movie stars and the super-rich, the three strangers-Coco, Sissy, and Ophelia-find themselves embroiled in a baffling mystery involving the reclusive spa owner, Abby Tyler. As a deadly sandstorm approaches the resort, a murderer stalks the trapped guests. Someone will die, someone will find love, and all three women will come to astonishing realizations about themselves. From the sensual heat of the desert to the corrupt underworld of Las Vegas, author Kathryn Harvey delivers a stimulating tale with Private Entrance.

Excerpts

The Nevada Desert - May 1972
In the early hours before dawn, at a lonely crossroads in the middle of nowhere, a man stood shivering in a phone booth, mentally urging the person at the other end to pick up. The desert air was killer-cold and the frigid stars didn't help.
Parked beside the booth was a dusty old Chevy with a woman inside, holding a baby in her arms, a newborn she was coaxing to drink from a bottle. In the back seat, three other babies slumbered, wrapped in blankets and protected with cushions.  All four babies had been stolen.

The man in the phone booth heard the other end pick up. "It's Boudreaux," he said quietly into the phone as if anyone could possibly overhear, he and the other woman miles from civilization. "I've got the merchandise." . . .