About This Book
Against best wishes of dying Grandma, young Sandy married a new man in town. Sandy should have listened. Anger fuels pregnant Sandy to toss her husband of eight months while fear drives her to commit bank embezzlement. One small theft is all, just big enough to replace her squandered inheritance cash. And by taking it from a massive account of GWS, Inc., no one will ever learn. But a friend did. And now he’s dead. The newspaper said suicide. The townsfolk disagree. A judgment error by Sandy Burke, a small town bank teller, stresses pregnant Sandy into premature delivery of twins and directs her life down a trail littered with murder, blackmail and unrequited sex. Now it’s eighteen years later. Small town has grown. Sandy manages a bank competing with her former boss. Her twin boys are fine students. And even though Sandy conceals a tremendous lie from them, life is good. Their rural home is safe and comfortable. Or is it? Who are the men behind tinted windows that stopped outside her house on Pot Hole Road? Why such an intense interest in Sandy's ten acres of measly land? After a dying man orders Sandy’s former boss to acquire Sandy’s unsellable property at any cost, powerful men collide with their own pasts, leading them back in time to who they were and why they are. You are invited to ride this story of innocence and death, love and abandonment, commonality and great wealth, all the way through streets of small-town California, into slums of Los Angeles, atop snow-capped mountains of northern Italy, along a sea bay of old Genoa, to where it explosively erupts in white-ice mountains of Colorado. All to try a mother’s love for her children, no matter what.
