Mists of Milwood/The

by Monique Hara

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• Format: Mass Market Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0821720740
• ISBN13: 9780821720745
• Release Date: May 1987
• Publisher: Zebra Books
• Length: 288 Pages
• Weight: 0.35 lbs.

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Deadly Secrets Lay Hidden in the Swirling Drifts

The Milwood Hotel. It rose like a pale castle in the moonlight against a backdrop of bluffs and drifting steam. Owned by the powerful Hampton family, it had once been a fashionable resort where the wealthy came to "take the waters." Now it presided in brooding isolation over the wraith-like mists of the hot springs . . . Accompanying her arthritic aunt on her yearly visit to the magnificent hotel, young Joanna Forester wondered what tragedy had caused such a reversal in the Hampton fortunes. And what dark secrets lay behind the shifting ambitions, the uneasy alliances of the Hamptons themselves. But Joanna, spirited and forthright, could not foresee that she herself would prove a catalyst to long dormant passions. And that by surrendering to love, she would lose her chance to escape from the gathering dangers, the deadly embrace of The Mists of Milwood. Trapped by Danger . . . "Move out of my way if you please." "But I don't please." He began to grin, the arrogant smile of a man who knows he has a woman at a disadvantage. Flaring with anger over his impertinence, I drew my skirts tight and tried to circle around him to get to the lift, but he kept stepping back and forth to block my path. "I will thank you to stop looking at me and to let me go by." "You're a treat for the eyes. We don't get young beautiful female guests here much anymore." "I can certainly understand why." At last I managed to dart past him into the lift. I peered at him through the grill work. But before I could speak the lift shuddered and began to move. "Henry, I didn't push the lever!" The lift moved inexorably upward with a rattle and a whine. Henry's startled face vanished from sight. I stepped backward and huddled against the wall of the cage. Heart pounding, I kept my eyes fixed on the view through the bars as the second floor hallway glided past and I was borne upward toward the third floor - and whoever or whatever awaited me there . . .