Finlay Donovan is back and still a hot mess. Someone wants Finlay’s ex-husband, Steven, dead, but saving him will send her down a rabbit hole of hit-women disguised as soccer moms, and a little bit more involvement with the Russian mob than she’d like.
Formerly a sought-after artists’ model, Lillian is rudderless and desperate—the work has dried up and a looming scandal has left her entirely without a safe haven. So when she stumbles upon an employment as a private secretary at the Frick mansion—a building that, ironically, bears her own visage—Lillian jumps at the chance. The more deeply her life gets intertwined with that of the family—pulling her into a tangled web of romantic trysts, stolen jewels, and family drama that runs so deep, the stakes just may be life or death.
Thirty-something Noelle Butterby is on her way back from an event at her old college when she becomes stranded on a highway during a blizzard. All seems lost until Sam Attwood, a handsome American stranger trapped in a nearby car, knocks on her window and offers assistance. What follows is eight perfect hours together, until morning arrives and the roads finally clear. The two strangers part, positive they’ll never see each other again but fate, it seems, has a different plan.