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Praise for the novels of
New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Karen Harper
“Will keep you awake until bedtime and beyond.”
—Tess Gerritsen on Empty Cradle
“A compelling story … intricate and fascinating details of Amish life”
—Tami Hoag on Dark Harvest
“A strong plot, a pair of well-written characters and a genuinely spooky atmosphere add up to yet another sterling effort from Harper. Fast-paced and absorbing, this one will keep readers turning pages far into the night.”
—RT Book Reviews on Deep Down
“The story is rich … and the tension steadily escalates to a pulse-pounding climax.”
—Publishers Weekly on The Hiding Place
“Strongly plotted and well written, featuring a host of interesting characters, Harper’s latest is a winner.”
—RT Book Reviews on Below the Surface
“Karen Harper proves yet once again why she is on my ‘auto buy’ list.”
—www.longandshortreviews.com on Below the Surface
“Harper keeps tension high as the insane villain cleverly evades efforts to capture him. And Harper really shines in the final act, providing readers with a satisfying and exciting denouement.”
—Publishers Weekly on Inferno
“Harper spins an engaging, nerve-wracking yarn, alternating her emphasis between several equally interesting plot strands. More importantly, her red herrings do the job—there’s just no guessing who the guilty party might be.”
—Romantic Times on Hurricane
“Well-researched and rich in detail. With its tantalising build-up and well-developed characters, this offering is certain to earn Harper high marks.”
—Publishers Weekly on Dark Angel, winner of the 2005
Mary Higgins Clark Award
About the Author
New York Times bestselling author KAREN HARPER is a former high school and college English teacher. Winner of the 2005 Mary Higgins Clark Award for her outstanding novel, Dark Angel, Karen is the author of thirteen romantic suspense novels and four historical novels, as well as a series of historical mysteries. Karen and her husband, who divide their time between Columbus, Ohio, and Naples, Florida, love to travel both in the US and abroad. For additional information about Karen and her novels, please visit www.karenharperauthor.com.
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To the wonderfully independent Alaskans
I met on our trip, and, as ever, to my
traveling companion through life, Don.
Prologue
August 20, 1982
Lisa Vaughn fought to pull her wrist loose from her mother’s strong hand. “No, I’m afraid. I’m going to tell Grandma. No, Mommy, no, nooo!”
They were up on the deck where everyone had done the lifeboat drill but now no one else was around. Eight-year-old Lisa loved the big cruise ship she was on in the middle of the blue sea with Grandma, Mommy and baby Jani. But Grandma was taking a nap in their cabin, and Mommy was crying. So was Lisa’s baby sister, maybe because Mommy was holding her so tight against her chest with only one arm. With the other hand she dragged Lisa toward the back railing of the ship with lots of bubbling white water underneath.
Walking around the deck with Mommy and Jani, Lisa had thought it was pretty at first, all that wild water like when you swished your hand real fast to make lots of bubbles in the bathtub. But Mommy kept saying something about “Getting away just like your father did, just getting away with my girls … peace forever …”
Lisa started to cry, too, when her mother put one leg up high over the railing. Still, she didn’t let go of Lisa’s wrist, dragging her closer. Jani cried and squirmed. Wet-faced from her own tears, Mommy kissed her little cheek, then looked back at Lisa.
“You have to come with us, Lisa. Stop struggling!”
She gave Lisa a huge tug, trying to lift her over the rail, scraping her stomach.
“No!” Lisa shouted as she pulled back and kind of shoved Mommy away at the same time.
Lisa fell hard on the deck, so surprised and scared as Mommy, still holding Jani, fell backward, down. Lisa jumped to her feet in time to see Mommy and Jani drop and disappear, sucked into the sea by the wild white water.
Part I
Fighting the Foam
Like the dew on the mountain,
Like the foam on the river,
Like the bubble on the fountain,
Thou art gone, and for ever!
—Sir Walter Scott
1
Duck Lake Lodge
Near Bear Bones, Alaska
August 20, 2008
Despite the calm beauty of Duck Lake ten feet below the pine-tree-lined path, Lisa Vaughn felt compelled to watch the Wild River on the other side of the low ridge where she stood. Because the summer sun had warmed the snow-tipped Talkeetna Mountains for hours, the snowmelt river roared. When the temperature dropped at night, despite the fact the skies barely darkened, the river rumbled like distant thunder. She was amazed by the reddish-colored salmon as they battled the fierce current on their long journey upriver to their breeding grounds. It almost looked as if the river was bleeding.
But mostly the river awed Lisa because,