NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER
Marshall Everett has traveled a twisting, perilous road from the jungles of South America to the streets of Paris. As an undercover DEA agent, Marshall penetrated a powerful cartel and became the trusted right-hand man of a ruthless drug lord. The price he paid was devastating, costing him everything—and everyone—he loved. Back in the U.S., on temporary assignment to the Secret Service, on the presidential detail, Marshall performs an act of heroism that changes his course forever.
Ariana Gregory has her whole future ahead of her, with an exciting life in Manhattan and a coveted job at an online fashion magazine. But when her father, recently widowed, is appointed U.S. ambassador to Argentina, she reluctantly agrees to accompany him to Buenos Aires. Then an unthinkable act of violence shatters her world.
Nearly a year later, Ariana arrives in Paris, on a fragile road to recovery. There, as she strives to bury painful memories forever, she crosses paths with Marshall Everett. But dangerous forces watch her every move, and Ariana and Marshall will once more have to fight for their survival.
In this breathtaking and psychologically penetrating novel, #1 New York Times bestselling author Danielle Steel explores the consequences of trauma and the perseverance of the human spirit. In Marshall and Ariana she has created two unforgettable characters confronting extraordinary challenges—who no longer need to face them alone.
I have read all of Danielle Steele books but this one is truly outstanding! What suspense, I couldn't put it down. I love all your books but this one is in a class of its own. Keep up the fantastic writing.
I had the constant feeling that this book was written by a tenth grader. I can't recommend it.
A little disappointing
I have read every book ever written by Danielle Steel. I'm a true fan. I liked the story line but found it to be so predictable. I can think of lots of different ways she could have taken this but found that it just didn't really go anywhere. The end felt rushed like she was tired of writing and just wanted to be done.