β Scribed by Lisa Jackson
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
IF YOU TELL A LIE
Twenty years ago, ex-beauty queen Didi Storm worked the Vegas strip as a celebrity impersonator. Now, in death, she's finally getting the publicity she always craved. To the police, it looks like suicide, or a stunt gone wrong. Her estranged daughter, Remmi, knows the answer isn't so simple. Though dressed in Didi's clothes and wig, the broken body on the sidewalk isn't Didi . . .
THERE'S NO DOUBT
Remmi was fifteen when she last saw her mother. En route to meet her crush, Noah Scott, Remmi secretly witnessed Didi handing over one of her newborn twins to a strange man. Then Didi disappeared, as did Remmi's other half-sibling. Remmi pleaded with the authorities to find them, with no success. Yet she's always sensed that someone is watching her . . .
YOU WILL DIE
Noah, now running his own PI firm, resurfaces in Remmi's life, determined to find out what happened that long-ago night. As they dig deeper, the truth...
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