When a mystery writer cries bloody murder, everyone blames
her overactive imagination...
Thriller scribe Sophie Katz is as hard-boiled as a woman
who drinks Grande Caramel Brownie Frappuccinos can be. So
Sophie knows it's not paranoia or post-divorce, living-
alone-again jitters when she becomes convinced that a
crazed reader is sneaking into her apartment to reenact
scenes from her books. The police, however, can't tell a
good plot from an unmarked grave.
When a filmmaker friend is brutally murdered in the manner
of a death scene in one of his movies, Sophie becomes
convinced that a copycat killer is on the loose — and that
she's the next target. If she doesn't solve the mystery,
her own bestseller will spell out her doom. Cursing her
grisly imagination (why, oh, why did she have to pick the
ax?), Sophie engages in some real-life gumshoe tactics.
The man who swoops in to save her is mysterious new love
interest Anatoly Darinsky. Of course, if this were
fiction, Anatoly would be her prime suspect....