ASIN (Audiobook): B0BGVG27B7
The story centers around Val Ritter, a crime investigative reporter for the Baltimorean Daily newspaper, who is determined to find out the truth behind her sister Sylvia's death at the Franklin Hotel. The police investigation claim the death preliminarily a suicide until the Medical Examiner's report is completed. Val meets Terry Martin, a retired detective who currently runs a security firm at the local library, and after she explains what happened to her sister, Terry tells her that the Franklin Hotel has a dark history of deaths occurring there, and he teams up with her to find out if Sylvia's death was a suicide, or if someone else caused her death. Terry knows the dark history of the Franklin Hotel, but he doesn't tell Val everything that he knows about it, especially about the story of a young woman named Bridget Wallace who stayed at the hotel in 1921 on the night of her honeymoon to a much older man, and the traumatizing events that occurred in the same suite that Sylvia stayed in. Can Val and Terry find out the truth about Sylvia's death at the Franklin Hotel, and how her death can be interconnected to the hotel's dark past of deaths that occurred there?
The reader is easily drawn into this well written story with its richly descriptive plot and setting. It is filled with enough family drama and secrets, motives, possible suspects, action, and intriguing twists and turns that definitely keeps the reader guessing until the surprising conclusion.
This was a really intriguing story to read! The author does a wonderful job of providing enough clues to engage the reader, and I found myself so caught up on trying to figure out how Sylvia really died. I loved how Val and Terry used their expertise to put all the pieces of the puzzle together to get to the truth, and how Bridget's traumatic story was connected to their investigation. I was absolutely stunned by the conclusion! I would be remiss if I didn't mention that the hotel's dark history of death was eerie, and when you add in the tragedy behind both Bridget and Sylvia's stories, you can't help but feel goose bumps run up your arms.