The glass ceiling has shattered - let the shards fall where they may.
When Jack Hale invested in Celia's advertising agency, it was not because he had faith in her abilities—it was because she's his daughter. But, suddenly, she's an inexplicable success.
When he takes her out to dinner to celebrate, they witness a daring murder, committed in full public view. There is no way the killer could have escaped without a precisely orchestrated series of improbable events—or were they just very, very lucky? Is it really possible that there is a female conspiracy, dedicated to ridding the world of evil—or even just inconvenient—men?
Jack must risk everything to uncover the truth about The Women's Club.
I have taken pride in writing this novel as so many people have the wrong impression on bikers because they dress in leather clothing which is to protect themselves in case of an accident. The majority of bikers are known Policemen, Firemen, Doctors,
A touching, loving and spirtual insight of the dying process, filled with peace, smiles and starting on their journey, taking me with them as far as I could go, returning back with something I didn't have before. Will be out early in 2010..on Kindle
