The first secret is personal. The second one is a killer
The trip with old friends to Whispering Springs should have been a happy reunion. Yet former army ranger Dylan Burkhart suspects theres something darker at play. It doesnt take long before a game of anonymous secret-telling stirs the embers of a decade-old tragedy. A time when Dylan and Ava North stole a night of passionand one of their friends died.
Then Ava stumbles upon a written confession of murder. Unable to trust anyone else, Ava and Dylan must confront the truth of that terrible nightand their hidden attraction for each other. Now their reunion has turned into a reckoning. They must find which of their friends is a killerand fight for their lives and their love.
It was my choice. And for what its worth, it was the second-best decision I ever made.
Now it was Ava who hesitated. What was the first?
Telling you how I really felt. Laying all my cards on the table. I never had to look back with regret. I never had to wonder what-if.
Her hackles rose in self-defense. You assume that I have?
I never said that. I speak only for myself.
The conversation was getting a little too intimate for comfort. Ava felt a sense of relief at having survived their first encounter, but now she searched for a subtle excuse to go her own way even though a part of her wanted to just stand there and stare at him forever.
She opened her mouth, but before she could utter a sound, a scream pierced the night, jangling her nerves and freezing her to the spot. For a moment, she stood in horrified silence, unable to breathe, unable to move until a second scream propelled her straight into Dylan Burkharts arms.
Whispering Springs
Amanda Stevens
www.millsandboon.co.uk
AMANDA STEVENS is an award-winning author of over fifty novels, including the modern gothic series The Graveyard Queen. Her books have been described as eerie and atmospheric, a new take on the classic ghost story. Born and raised in the rural South, she now resides in Houston, Texas, where she enjoys binge-watching, bike riding and the occasional margarita.
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CAST OF CHARACTERS
Ava NorthTrapped by raging floodwaters and stalked by a ruthless killer, assistant DA Ava North teams up with a man who mysteriously disappeared from her life ten years ago.
Dylan BurkhartA former army ranger turned security consultant, hes been hired to protect Tony Redding from a ruthless business rival, but the killer stalking Whispering Springs has a more personal motivation.
Blair ReddingShes invited her closest college friends to Whispering Springs for a long-overdue reunion. But the gathering is shattered when a killer issues a deadly invitation: Play the game.
Tony ReddingHes been receiving threatening phone calls from someone he claims is a business rival. But is he the victim or instigator of a nefarious scheme?
Celeste MatthewsA vivacious redhead with a mean streak. What is her real motive for coming to the reunionand what is her real relationship with Tony Redding?
Jane SandovalShes carried a chip on her shoulder since Lily Callens tragic suicide on graduation weekend. Has she come to the reunion to exact her pound of flesh?
Lily CallenTen years ago, guilt over Lilys suicide drove Ava North from Dylan Burkharts arms. Now Lilys ghost haunts their reunion.
Noah PickettWhispering Springs had been in his family for generations. Now he is an employee. Does he harbor a secret resentment toward the new owner?
Sarah RaineyAn employee of Whispering Springs, she went out one evening to walk the trails and was never heard from again.
Contents
Cover
Back Cover Text
Introduction
Title Page
About the Author
Cast of Characters
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Extract
Copyright
Chapter One
The bored driver waited for her at baggage claim, placard in hand as he scanned the harried travelers. There was her name in big bold lettering: Ava North.
She was almost embarrassed to wave him over. It wasnt like shed been traveling for hours or needed assistance getting from point A to point B. The flight from Houston to San Antonio had taken all of fifty minutes, less time than the commute from her apartment to the airport.
Ava could have easily headed west on I-10 in her own vehicle, but Blair Redding, the former college classmate who had put together this ill-advised gathering, had insisted on arranging all the transportation. No doubt with the intent of making it harder to leave before the week was up. Ava wouldnt be at all surprised if she and the other guests were asked to relinquish their cell phones once they arrived at the destination. Blair had always been that much of a control freak.
Steeling herself for the coming days, Ava put up her hand to attract the young mans attention. She didnt like vacations in general and reunions in particular. Spending time at a remote ranch with the people shed left behind years ago was a version of hell she would have preferred to avoid, yet here she was. An uncharacteristic outburst in district court had jeopardized not only what should have been a slam-dunk case but also her five-year career as an assistant DA. The judge had threatened to hold her in contempt, and her superior had promised a suspension if she didnt make herself scarce for a few days.
Youre exhausted, hed said, not without sympathy. The caseload we get in this office wears us all down eventually, and you do yourself no favors with the hours you keep. How long has it been since you put in for a personal day, let alone a real vacation? Go, hed insisted when she tried to formulate a passable defense. Get out of my sight before Im forced to do something drastic.
Ava had dragged herself home, where she intended to drink and fume for the rest of the day. But idleness, her mother always said, was Avas worst enemy, followed closely by the unholy trinity of overreaction, righteous indignation and self-destruction. No matter how appealing the thought of a good wallow, Ava knew a week of brooding in her apartment would lead nowhere good. So shed dug the invitation out of the trash and RSVPd at the last minute. Then shed packed a bag and headed for the airport that same afternoon without allowing herself time to reconsider.
The man with the placard gave her a perfunctory smile as he picked up her suitcase. This is it? Just the one?
Thats it. Im Ava, by the way.
Noah Pickett.
Have the others arrived yet, Noah?
Two flew in over the weekend. They came with a lot of baggage, he felt compelled to add.
Ava wondered if she was to take his observation literally or figuratively.
Do you remember their names?
Jane got in on Saturday. The redhead came on Sunday. I dont remember her name, but I remember her, he said with a grin.
No man alive ever forgot Celeste Matthews. What about Blair? I assume shes already at the ranch.
Since last week, he confirmed with a nod. Her husband is arriving today.
So they were all there, Ava thought with a shiver. With the exception of Lily, of course. Lily Callen had been the groups first tragedy, a horrifying suicide on graduation weekend that had left everyone stunned. The days following her jump from a hotel rooftop had passed in a nightmarish blur of police interrogations and funeral preparations. Afterward the friends had parted in a flurry of tearful goodbyes and silent recriminations. Ava had fled to the isolation of her familys beach house for the summer. Blair had gotten married. Celeste had backpacked through Europe with a guy she barely knew before settling down in New Orleans with another. Jane had moved to California.
And Dylan Burkhart, the love of Avas life, had disappeared off the face of the earth.
Funny how his desertion still niggled at times, mostly when she was already feeling blue or vulnerable. No reason why it should, of course. After all, she was the one who had ended their relationship. She was the one who had sent him away. Told him in no uncertain terms that it was over and she didnt want to see him anymore. Shed just never considered that he would take her at her word.
No matter. Some things werent meant to be, and Ava had no regrets. She was happy enough with her chosen path, but her time in the DAs office had changed her. Not that her physical appearance was so different. Same brown hair. Same green eyes. But shed become hardened and world-weary. A cynic though shed once been a romantic.
Such was the life of a prosecutor, she thought with an inward shrug.
She wondered how Blair had coerced the others into coming, especially Jane. Shed been the first to lose touch. Ava hadnt seen or heard from Jane Sandoval since the day shed driven her to the airport. That strange goodbye had lingered with Ava all summer long, but then law school had consumed her time and attention and shed eventually moved on, too.
Over the years, shed heard from the others sporadically. Celeste still lived in New Orleans and Blair was in Austin. For a while, the three of them had made an effort to get together, but their visits had been awkward and unpleasant. The events surrounding Lilys death had eroded their friendship, and Ava was only too happy to put those days behind her. She rarely thought of any of the women anymore. Even Dylan was little more than a passing memory. Or so she told herself.
Have you ever been to Whispering Springs? The driver gave her a sidelong glance as he stored her bag in the back of the SUV.
A few times in college. A group of us used to go out there to rock climb. Spooky place.
Youre a climber?
Not me, no. I have a thing about heights. I like to hike, though, so long as the trail doesnt get too vertical.
Youll find plenty of easy trails around the ranch, he assured her. How long has it been since you were there?
At least ten years.
You wont recognize it now. The owners have completely restored the property. I thought they were crazy when they first came in with a boatload of cash and a scheme to turn a run-down old ranch into a retreat, but the place has been booked solid since they opened seven years ago.
I just remember how isolated it was. And the springs really did seem to whisper, especially at night. An unexpected chill seeped in as Ava thought back to those weekend excursions. Had their first trip to Whispering Springs been the start of her feelings for Dylan? Or had she been secretly in love with him for years, hiding it from herself and the others because he was taken?
Its a natural phenomenon, Noah was saying.
The springs?
The whispering. It has something to do with the rock formations.
Oh, I see. No ghosts, then, she teased.
I didnt say that. A shadow flickered across his face as he waited for her to climb in the back seat. Then he closed the door and went around to slide behind the wheel.
What did you mean by that? Ava asked curiously as he started the car and merged with the airport traffic.
He shrugged. Nothing important. Just shooting the breeze.
Really? Because I get the feeling I said something that disturbed you. She caught his eye in the rearview mirror. Did I?
Your mention of ghosts reminded me of an old story. An urban legend, I guess youd call it. I hadnt thought about it in a long time.