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Тайните на вила "Мимоза"
Млада жена е намерена полумъртва в Сан Франциско - жертва на злодейско нападение, лишило я от памет. С помощта на доктор Фил Фостър тя си създава нова самоличност като Беа Френч... Докато един ден съдбата не я отвежда във вила "Мимоза" в Прованс, където открива ключа към загадъчното си минало и намира любовта.
448 pages, Paperback
First published December 1, 1994
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Elizabeth Adler
66 books592 followersBorn in Yorkshire, North England, Elizabeth Adler met her husband Richard (an American) while both were working in London. They have lived in England, Ireland, France, Brazil, and the United States and have traveled extensively. They have one daughter and live in Palm Springs, California. Her first novel, Private Desires (also titled Leonie), launched an enormously successful writing career, she also wrote as Ariana Scott. She has now written over twenty internationally acclaimed bestsellers.
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July 4, 2021
Oooohhhh boy! What the heck was this 🤣 It was like 6 different plots that could have been 6 entirely different books. Weird insta love romances. Cool smart characters, who then made stupid, dumb decisions. I… I don’t even know what to say right now hahaha. So many tropes and corny dialogue, but gorgeous scenery and plots that had soooo much potential to be cool! I am so disappointed!
December 6, 2017
2.75 estrellas.
sí, éste se llevaría el puntaje más bajo de los que no me gustaron. la trama podría haberse sacado con más jugo, pero hay una cosa que entorpece todo: el sexo y las aventuras ocasionales de la psicóloga que estaba ayudando a la chica a recuperar su memoria. siendo alguien con su profesión y con la voluntad de mantenerse fuerte y de centrarse en la chica, se deja llevar por sus bajos instintos... cielos! yo pensé que iba a haber más de lo otro! pero no voy a negar que sí hay acción en la parte final, y también debió ser que yo ya sospechaba (sabía más bien), quién era el culpable.
sí, éste se llevaría el puntaje más bajo de los que no me gustaron. la trama podría haberse sacado con más jugo, pero hay una cosa que entorpece todo: el sexo y las aventuras ocasionales de la psicóloga que estaba ayudando a la chica a recuperar su memoria. siendo alguien con su profesión y con la voluntad de mantenerse fuerte y de centrarse en la chica, se deja llevar por sus bajos instintos... cielos! yo pensé que iba a haber más de lo otro! pero no voy a negar que sí hay acción en la parte final, y también debió ser que yo ya sospechaba (sabía más bien), quién era el culpable.
April 1, 2018
از قسمت داستان جناییش خیلی خوشم اومد خیلی جذاب نوشته بود و آدم رو ترغیب می کرد به دنبال کردن... از خوندنش لذت بردم
کلاً داستان های جنایی خیلی کشش دارن اینم هم خوب نوشته شده بود هم خوب ترجمه شده بود
فقط دوست داشتم شخصیت فیل رو یه فصل مفصل بزنم
کلاً داستان های جنایی خیلی کشش دارن اینم هم خوب نوشته شده بود هم خوب ترجمه شده بود
فقط دوست داشتم شخصیت فیل رو یه فصل مفصل بزنم
April 30, 2018
Far too many plot loopholes and tragedies.
December 1, 2021
Bărbatul era blond, înalt şi frumos, cu acel gen de trup musculos care arată la fel de bine îmbrăcat ca şi fără haine. El îşi parcă automobilul închiriat – un Lincoln alb de oraş, nu un Ferrari sau un Jeep Cherokee sport, cum te-ai fi aşteptat din partea cuiva cu atitudinea lui rece, uşor arogantă – în sectorul sosiri al aeroportului din San Francisco, apoi se uită nerăbdător la ceas. Zborul de seară din Honolulu sosea târziu şi ca să parchezi mai mult decât câteva minute era riscant. Putea fi observat, gonit de poliţiştii de la circulaţie, i se putea da chiar şi o amendă. El intră repede în clădirea sosirilor şi consultă ecranul cu informaţii despre zboruri. Avionul aterizase cu cinci minute mai înainte.
Ieşind din nou, se sprijini de maşină, cu mâinile în buzunare, urmărind uşile. Zâmbi când o văzu în sfârşit. Părul ei moale, de culoarea cuprului, i se mişca în jurul umerilor în timp ce se îndrepta spre şirul de taxiuri. Ea nici măcar nu-l remarcase, nu-i auzise paşii când venise din spatele ei. O auzi gâfâind când simţi înţepătura rapidă a acului în braţ. Ochii ei căprui îngroziţi îl recunoscură, iar el îi zâmbi. Fără niciun sunet, ea se prăbuşi în braţele lui şi fu băgată uşor pe locul din spate al maşinii care aştepta.
El aruncă repede o pătură pe ea, se strecură în spatele volanului şi intră în şirul circulaţiei care se târa spre oraş. Ridică din umeri şi aprinse o ţigară. Ce naiba, avea timp destul. Avea timp ca să ucidă.
Patruzeci de minute mai târziu, parcă în strada Battery, ieşi din maşină, deschise uşa din spate şi se uită la fată. Îi controlă pulsul şi îi ridică o pleoapă. Dormea dusă. Nicio problemă din partea ei. O împinse jos pe podea, o acoperi cu pătura şi încuie maşina. Apoi, aprinse o ţigară şi merse liniştit după colţ, la Il Fornaio.
Braseria era aglomerată. Îşi făcu drum spre un scaun la tejgheaua barului şi comandă o bere Carta Blanca şi o pizza mică cu mozzarella, anşoa, măsline şi capere. În timp ce aştepta, se uită la rezultatele de la baschet în Examiner. Mai luă o bere cu pizza. Apoi, pentru că avea o slăbiciune pentru dulciuri, comandă un tiramisu.
— E aproape divin cât poate fi de bun acest desert. Nici eu nu pot să-i rezist, spuse femeia tânără care stătea alături de el.
Îi zâmbi.
Ea luă o sorbitură din paharul ei cu Margarita. Avea părul roşu, până la umeri, şi era cam de aceeaşi vârstă cu fata pe care tocmai o lăsase, drogată şi inconştientă, în automobil. El ridică din umeri şi ceru nota de plată.
— Aşa, din când în când, îmi permit.
Ea îi crease o deschidere şi el simţea că ea aşteaptă un răspuns, dar se depărtă. În timp ce se îndrepta spre casieră, lângă uşă, îi simţi privirea curioasă îndreptată spre el. Era drăguţă şi nu era obişnuită să fie respinsă. Doar că, în seara asta, agăţase pe cine nu trebuia.
Ieşind din nou, se sprijini de maşină, cu mâinile în buzunare, urmărind uşile. Zâmbi când o văzu în sfârşit. Părul ei moale, de culoarea cuprului, i se mişca în jurul umerilor în timp ce se îndrepta spre şirul de taxiuri. Ea nici măcar nu-l remarcase, nu-i auzise paşii când venise din spatele ei. O auzi gâfâind când simţi înţepătura rapidă a acului în braţ. Ochii ei căprui îngroziţi îl recunoscură, iar el îi zâmbi. Fără niciun sunet, ea se prăbuşi în braţele lui şi fu băgată uşor pe locul din spate al maşinii care aştepta.
El aruncă repede o pătură pe ea, se strecură în spatele volanului şi intră în şirul circulaţiei care se târa spre oraş. Ridică din umeri şi aprinse o ţigară. Ce naiba, avea timp destul. Avea timp ca să ucidă.
Patruzeci de minute mai târziu, parcă în strada Battery, ieşi din maşină, deschise uşa din spate şi se uită la fată. Îi controlă pulsul şi îi ridică o pleoapă. Dormea dusă. Nicio problemă din partea ei. O împinse jos pe podea, o acoperi cu pătura şi încuie maşina. Apoi, aprinse o ţigară şi merse liniştit după colţ, la Il Fornaio.
Braseria era aglomerată. Îşi făcu drum spre un scaun la tejgheaua barului şi comandă o bere Carta Blanca şi o pizza mică cu mozzarella, anşoa, măsline şi capere. În timp ce aştepta, se uită la rezultatele de la baschet în Examiner. Mai luă o bere cu pizza. Apoi, pentru că avea o slăbiciune pentru dulciuri, comandă un tiramisu.
— E aproape divin cât poate fi de bun acest desert. Nici eu nu pot să-i rezist, spuse femeia tânără care stătea alături de el.
Îi zâmbi.
Ea luă o sorbitură din paharul ei cu Margarita. Avea părul roşu, până la umeri, şi era cam de aceeaşi vârstă cu fata pe care tocmai o lăsase, drogată şi inconştientă, în automobil. El ridică din umeri şi ceru nota de plată.
— Aşa, din când în când, îmi permit.
Ea îi crease o deschidere şi el simţea că ea aşteaptă un răspuns, dar se depărtă. În timp ce se îndrepta spre casieră, lângă uşă, îi simţi privirea curioasă îndreptată spre el. Era drăguţă şi nu era obişnuită să fie respinsă. Doar că, în seara asta, agăţase pe cine nu trebuia.
November 16, 2018
Releída para recordar. No quiero leer nada más de la autora porque sé que ya lo hice y no me gustó.
Es el caso de la chica que viajó de Hawai a San Francisco y la encuentran mismo día y la dan por muerta en un barranco con una mordida de perro hasta que hallan sus signos vitales.
Una afamada psiquiatra se conmueve y se acerca a verla.
Ella despierta sin memoria y la psiquiatra la ayuda a recuperarla.
La psiquiatra termina enredada con un millonario y no se da cuenta que era el asesino.
El tipo estaba loco, su madre lo había abandonado y veía a la dra. como a ella. Temía que quisieran quitarle su casa.
Como suele hacer, todo se conoce porque el asesino confiesa a la psiquiatra en un episodio psicótico en el que la confunde con su madre.
El policía la encuentra, creen que él está en Hawai. Pero no.
Brad la amenaza con los perros, la llama por el nombre de su madre.
A Bea o Marie Laurie la había amenazado secuestrándole los hijos y la obligó a volar.
El asesino Brad se suicida delante de todos.
Es el caso de la chica que viajó de Hawai a San Francisco y la encuentran mismo día y la dan por muerta en un barranco con una mordida de perro hasta que hallan sus signos vitales.
Una afamada psiquiatra se conmueve y se acerca a verla.
Ella despierta sin memoria y la psiquiatra la ayuda a recuperarla.
La psiquiatra termina enredada con un millonario y no se da cuenta que era el asesino.
El tipo estaba loco, su madre lo había abandonado y veía a la dra. como a ella. Temía que quisieran quitarle su casa.
Como suele hacer, todo se conoce porque el asesino confiesa a la psiquiatra en un episodio psicótico en el que la confunde con su madre.
El policía la encuentra, creen que él está en Hawai. Pero no.
Brad la amenaza con los perros, la llama por el nombre de su madre.
A Bea o Marie Laurie la había amenazado secuestrándole los hijos y la obligó a volar.
El asesino Brad se suicida delante de todos.
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April 24, 2020
Wonderful novel full of intrigue and amazing characters
Having read this novel years ago, I never forgot the Villa Mimosa and the flower it was named after, or it's vibrant pink color. Elizabeth Adler does a wonderful job describing everything; the reader is in each location and the soul of each character bounces off the pages. You feel each and every thought. Having re-read it, it was as enjoyable as the first time. A must read that I will share with all my friends!
Having read this novel years ago, I never forgot the Villa Mimosa and the flower it was named after, or it's vibrant pink color. Elizabeth Adler does a wonderful job describing everything; the reader is in each location and the soul of each character bounces off the pages. You feel each and every thought. Having re-read it, it was as enjoyable as the first time. A must read that I will share with all my friends!
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November 8, 2025📚 Sarjan puuttuvia palasia, jälleen tuli luettua vähän vanhempaa tuotantoa, rakkautta ❤️ ja jännitystä 🫣 ysäriltä! Mikä tarina, minun makuun vähän liikaa kuorrutusta ja ajoittain uskottavuus oli kortilla, jännitystä kyllä piisasi ja Ranskassa 🇫🇷 on niin mukava seikkailla 🏰 Tässäkin kirjassa paistaa hauskasti läpi aika ☎️ jolloin se on kirjoitettu. ✍🏻
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June 22, 2025The first book with sexual content that I have read when I was a child (It appeared to be in the child section of my local library). I read it for the second time now, 20 years later. I liked the nostalgic vibe that its has given me, maybe because of my personal experience with it. Either way, it it nothing more different than the so called boulevard littérature.
September 9, 2025
bought a bunch of bks at an auction which included 5 elizabeth adler bks whom i'd never heard of. this was 1 & though i'm not a romance bk fan, this was very good. ms. adler is an exceptional writer & i enjoy the european settings of her stories.
October 14, 2017
An easy read. I enjoyed it.
April 3, 2018
Excelente novela, bastante escalofriante pero mezcla muy bien lo que es la historia y lo policial.
October 7, 2018
Compelling ...I didn't want to put it down! Something that could (sometimes) override the incessant self-chatter that is my brain trying to wind down at night ...
November 18, 2018
Great Book! Read it straight through in one sittng!
Great book read it straight through in one sitting. I would recommend this book to other mystery lovers out there.
Great book read it straight through in one sitting. I would recommend this book to other mystery lovers out there.
February 13, 2019
An easy read, recommended for lazy summer days on the beach. And in the winter as well, cuddled by the fire.
March 31, 2019
Easy holiday book but a better one from its kind
June 8, 2019
I liked the story. Kinda knew what was going to happen
August 4, 2020
Rambled too much. Disappointing
February 16, 2021
Loved it! Elizabeth Adler’s writing style encourages the reader to develop such a relationship with the characters that it’s a disappointment to finish her books and leave them behind!!
August 8, 2023
The book started out well but then got progressively more ridiculous
February 10, 2024
A disappointing read. A good start and then jumping from plot to plot. You were not in suspense - it was easy to predict what was going to happen next.
March 9, 2024
Fun read
This is a straight forward, fun simple read. The mystery had a lot of foreshadowing allowing the reader to root for the characters to figure it all out.
This is a straight forward, fun simple read. The mystery had a lot of foreshadowing allowing the reader to root for the characters to figure it all out.
August 17, 2024
FATALNE
January 1, 2025
Kepeä dekkari, jossa ihan mielenkiintoinen juoni. Muistinsa menettänyt tyttö osoittautuu murhayrityksen kohteeksi. Psykiatri ja poliisi kietoutuvat tarinaan.
September 9, 2025
One of my favourite books
August 26, 2024
So interesting like what a plot but it probably lacks originality nowadays
November 15, 2010
I'm very sorry to say that, although the blurb was seductive enough to make me buy this e-book, the story itself didn't live up to my expectations. It doesn't help that it pulls out more clichés than I can list here without needing a new paragraph and then couches them in clumsy, lazy, and occasionally anvillacious writing.
It also doesn't help that there are clearly three parts to this book: (a) the beginning, with the amnesiac victim of attempted murder, her psychiatrist rescuer, and the homicide cop who's concerned about them both; (b) the middle, which introduces us to the villain and then subjects us to fifty years of backstory and history that bring us to the villain's present day, and (c) the end, where the people featured in parts a and b meet up, with not-entirely-unpredictable results.
The character development is superficial at best. Even the fifty years of backstory - which is actually some of the most compelling writing in the whole book - involves characters who are all dead in the actual story's present (the part with the amnesiac victim of attempted murder), which doesn't do much more than confirm that the villain had a seriously screwed-up family, life, and history. It's like a big banner with huge letters spelling out ATTENTION: SOCIOPATH INSIDE! ENTER AT OWN RISK. But honestly, I didn't need all this detail. It's good that the author wrote it - it's important for the author to know everything about her characters - but not essential to include it in the final draft. There had to have been more effective ways of communicating the most important of this information.
Other marks missed/cliché bells rung:
- the cops name is, improbably, Franco Mahoney. He's single but wants to settle down, and is alternately a sensitive modern guy (like kittens, appreciates opera, knows wine, spent a summer picking grapes in Champagne, knows Shakespeare, can quote poetry to make the female protag's knees go weak), and a bit alpha in a "this is what you need to sort out your life, heroine" kind of way. And he misses the final confrontation. By a whole friggin' day! Useless bugger.
- the heroine - the one who has her memory - is a psychiatrist. Who is kind of stupid, and thus doesn't recognize a sociopath when he's right in front of her. Or underneath her. Or on top of her. She's kind of too stupid to live.
- the villain is a sociopath. Which is hard to do well, even (or perhaps especially) if one of your characters is a psychiatrist who can diagnose this with her eyes closed. But doesn't, because she's totally starry-eyed about the sociopath, who's so charming and sexy and really into her and stuff that she forgets her entire medical school education, plus her specialty.
- the writing includes such gems as "They talked, striking sparks off each other, as they ate simple roast chicken that he swore must have been bed by a chicken connoisseur and cooked by a real grandmother who knew her stuff." and "That night Mahoney came by again, surprising Phyl. And this time he arrived with a gift: a charming cream and chocolate Siamese kitten. It looked minute in his big hands, purring confidently, quite certain it would be loved." and "'You were right, of course, that night. You analyzed my silly, selfish, compartmentalized life accurately. I would never have dared be so truthful with myself. I might never have stopped thinking about the past and got on with the present. But because of you, and Coco [the kitten] and Bea [the amnesiac], my whole life has changed."
- linguistic disconnects like "I adopted my father's wisdom like a sponge", which should probably say 'absorbed'; "she was dismissed from hospital", which should definitely say 'discharged'; and the repeated use of the newly-coined word 'jungly' - "tangled jungly vegetation", "jungly green plants", etc. - to describe the vegetation of largely uninhabited areas of Hawaii.
I think this book tried to do too much: it tried to be a romance, a psychological thriller, and a mystery all in one. And in trying to be all things, it missed every mark, at least by a bit. I read it all the way to the end purely in order to write this yuck-poo review; how bad is that?
It also doesn't help that there are clearly three parts to this book: (a) the beginning, with the amnesiac victim of attempted murder, her psychiatrist rescuer, and the homicide cop who's concerned about them both; (b) the middle, which introduces us to the villain and then subjects us to fifty years of backstory and history that bring us to the villain's present day, and (c) the end, where the people featured in parts a and b meet up, with not-entirely-unpredictable results.
The character development is superficial at best. Even the fifty years of backstory - which is actually some of the most compelling writing in the whole book - involves characters who are all dead in the actual story's present (the part with the amnesiac victim of attempted murder), which doesn't do much more than confirm that the villain had a seriously screwed-up family, life, and history. It's like a big banner with huge letters spelling out ATTENTION: SOCIOPATH INSIDE! ENTER AT OWN RISK. But honestly, I didn't need all this detail. It's good that the author wrote it - it's important for the author to know everything about her characters - but not essential to include it in the final draft. There had to have been more effective ways of communicating the most important of this information.
Other marks missed/cliché bells rung:
- the cops name is, improbably, Franco Mahoney. He's single but wants to settle down, and is alternately a sensitive modern guy (like kittens, appreciates opera, knows wine, spent a summer picking grapes in Champagne, knows Shakespeare, can quote poetry to make the female protag's knees go weak), and a bit alpha in a "this is what you need to sort out your life, heroine" kind of way. And he misses the final confrontation. By a whole friggin' day! Useless bugger.
- the heroine - the one who has her memory - is a psychiatrist. Who is kind of stupid, and thus doesn't recognize a sociopath when he's right in front of her. Or underneath her. Or on top of her. She's kind of too stupid to live.
- the villain is a sociopath. Which is hard to do well, even (or perhaps especially) if one of your characters is a psychiatrist who can diagnose this with her eyes closed. But doesn't, because she's totally starry-eyed about the sociopath, who's so charming and sexy and really into her and stuff that she forgets her entire medical school education, plus her specialty.
- the writing includes such gems as "They talked, striking sparks off each other, as they ate simple roast chicken that he swore must have been bed by a chicken connoisseur and cooked by a real grandmother who knew her stuff." and "That night Mahoney came by again, surprising Phyl. And this time he arrived with a gift: a charming cream and chocolate Siamese kitten. It looked minute in his big hands, purring confidently, quite certain it would be loved." and "'You were right, of course, that night. You analyzed my silly, selfish, compartmentalized life accurately. I would never have dared be so truthful with myself. I might never have stopped thinking about the past and got on with the present. But because of you, and Coco [the kitten] and Bea [the amnesiac], my whole life has changed."
- linguistic disconnects like "I adopted my father's wisdom like a sponge", which should probably say 'absorbed'; "she was dismissed from hospital", which should definitely say 'discharged'; and the repeated use of the newly-coined word 'jungly' - "tangled jungly vegetation", "jungly green plants", etc. - to describe the vegetation of largely uninhabited areas of Hawaii.
I think this book tried to do too much: it tried to be a romance, a psychological thriller, and a mystery all in one. And in trying to be all things, it missed every mark, at least by a bit. I read it all the way to the end purely in order to write this yuck-poo review; how bad is that?
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
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November 5, 2014Was it an accident...or an attempted murder?
Dr. Phyl Forster watched the TV news, horrified at the sight of the broken body in the ravine. Then she raced to the hospital to see the victim. Miraculously, the girl was alive, but without name or memory. An irresistible challenge to Dr. Phyl, the psychiatrist who had buried her own past....
Detective Franco Mahoney was looking for a killer, without a whisper of a clue. He needed the beautiful psychiatrist to unlock the victim's mind. But he wasn't prepared for the passion Dr. Phyl inspired or the passion that ensued....
Elizabeth Adler's riveting novel of erotic obsession and revenge sweeps from San Francisco to Paris, from the Côte d'Azur to a remote Hawaiian island, tracing a tale of murder and madness with roots in a decadent past….
Brad, the man Phyl met on the plane to Paris becomes her lover. They go to Hawaii and she realizes there is something deeply wrong with him. It turns out that Brad is the attacker of the girl, known as Bea, who Phyl takes in. Brad tried to kill Phyl because they were related and he didn't want her to take away anything.
Brad kills himself, Bea and Nick - a friend she met in France - get together, they raise two children related to millionaire Millie, who died, and Phyl and Mahoney get together.
OC Library e book. Good story.
Dr. Phyl Forster watched the TV news, horrified at the sight of the broken body in the ravine. Then she raced to the hospital to see the victim. Miraculously, the girl was alive, but without name or memory. An irresistible challenge to Dr. Phyl, the psychiatrist who had buried her own past....
Detective Franco Mahoney was looking for a killer, without a whisper of a clue. He needed the beautiful psychiatrist to unlock the victim's mind. But he wasn't prepared for the passion Dr. Phyl inspired or the passion that ensued....
Elizabeth Adler's riveting novel of erotic obsession and revenge sweeps from San Francisco to Paris, from the Côte d'Azur to a remote Hawaiian island, tracing a tale of murder and madness with roots in a decadent past….
Brad, the man Phyl met on the plane to Paris becomes her lover. They go to Hawaii and she realizes there is something deeply wrong with him. It turns out that Brad is the attacker of the girl, known as Bea, who Phyl takes in. Brad tried to kill Phyl because they were related and he didn't want her to take away anything.
Brad kills himself, Bea and Nick - a friend she met in France - get together, they raise two children related to millionaire Millie, who died, and Phyl and Mahoney get together.
OC Library e book. Good story.
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August 8, 2011I’m an action mystery fan, but I wouldn’t classify this book as such. It’s a fascinating and intriguing romp through three generations of wealth and how genealogical factors have affected the lives of a few of principal characters – both living and dead – interspersed with enough coincidences that even a few of the players feel obliged to comment about them.
A young girl becomes the target for assassination (with unknown motive) and is disposed of in remote woods near San Francisco. She survives – albeit with amnesia. A psychiatrist helping her to recover befriends her. An Irish cop suspects foul play. A wealthy heiress employs her. A mystery writer becomes her companion. From the grave, an artist and a nanny tell fascinating tales.
There are multiple stories going on in this descriptive accounting – the psychiatrist meets a businessman/rancher. The wealthy heiress inherits something she wasn’t expecting. One can anticipate where the plot is headed, but the skillful interweaving of how these folks relate results, through Adler’s ability, into the most incredibly credible story I’ve encountered. This book goes on to my top-ten list. I couldn’t put it down. But, that’s just one guy’s opinion.
A young girl becomes the target for assassination (with unknown motive) and is disposed of in remote woods near San Francisco. She survives – albeit with amnesia. A psychiatrist helping her to recover befriends her. An Irish cop suspects foul play. A wealthy heiress employs her. A mystery writer becomes her companion. From the grave, an artist and a nanny tell fascinating tales.
There are multiple stories going on in this descriptive accounting – the psychiatrist meets a businessman/rancher. The wealthy heiress inherits something she wasn’t expecting. One can anticipate where the plot is headed, but the skillful interweaving of how these folks relate results, through Adler’s ability, into the most incredibly credible story I’ve encountered. This book goes on to my top-ten list. I couldn’t put it down. But, that’s just one guy’s opinion.
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