The Waiting Sands

Descripción

"I feel so strongly as if everything here was waiting. the house, the shore—and now these sands are waiting" Rachel had been waiting, too. Waiting for an end to the nightmare that had already taken two lives and now threatened more. Someone Rachel knew and loved had become a murderer and had turned the handsome old Scottish manse into a place of horror. But which face, which dear familiar face, was the mask of the killer? Rachel did not know—yet.