Bailey is having a hard time deciding whether she can trust
her boyfriend, Beau. When he leaves town unexpectedly, she
accepts an offer for a weekend out of town. She goes to the
country house of a music mogul with her friend, Jessie, from
Buzz magazine.
Hopes of a relaxing weekend are dashed almost immediately,
when a supermodel is killed. Devon Barr was about to embark
on a solo music career. Her behavior at the house party was
erratic and bizarre. She was showing signs of anorexia and
paranoia.
Events spiral even farther out of control when a major
snowstorms causes them to lose power. Bailey writes crime
stories for Buzz. She cannot ignore the chance to scoop the
story. Her research and her questions will anger the other
guests and lead to even more questions.
Bailey is attacked at the house and she is relieved to
return to New York. Until, she is accused of trying to
blackmail Devon's mother. When Buzz puts her on leave,
Bailey is forced to continue the investigation on her own to
save her reputation.
It's so good to see another Bailey Weggins book and this one
is a doozy. SO PRETTY IT HURTS is a great read. The
mystery is deviously written with multiple twists and turns.
The ending is a real surprise.
Bailey Weggins, the thirty-something, true crime journalist
for Buzz, a leading celebrity magazine, needs a break.
Plenty busy with her day job, her freelance work, and
trying
to get her first book noticed, she barely has time for her
recently exclusive boyfriend, Beau Regan, much less
herself.
When Beau goes out of town, Bailey accepts an invitation
with her friend Jesse to a music mogul's weekend house in
upstate New York.
But, the relaxing weekend getaway turns out to be more like
an Agatha Christie whodunit. A weird tension has infected
all the guests—a glamorous crowd of journalists and models,
including the famous, and famously thin, supermodel Devon
Barr. An impending snowstorm only adds to the tension. When
Devon’s cold, lifeless body is found in her bed, Bailey
immediately suspects foul play: she can’t shake the memory
of a fearful and angry Devon shivering in the woods outside
the house, whispering , “I have to get out here . . . It’s
not safe for me.”
When evidence goes missing from the crime scene, Bailey
once
again finds herself a moving target—running closer to the
truth and farther from safety.
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