Someone Waiting
Maybury, Anne
When Leonie Sarat returned to Heron House for a reunion with the Sarat family, she could not escape the pain of seeing Phillip again; of wondering why Marcus, her guardian, had died - and by whose hand.

“I am going back to the house where Marcus was killed . . . “

When Leonie Sarat returned to Heron House for a reunion with the Sarat family, she could not escape the pain of seeing Philip again; of wondering why Marcus, her guardian, had died, and by whose hand.

Leonie soon sensed that the house was hostile to her, that someone was watching her, waiting, for she had stubbornly reopened the issue of Marcus's murder. As she tried to find the answers to her questions, she precipitated a train of mysterious, and dangerous, events: someone was trying to kill her too.

Was it Venetia, the strong-willed grandmother she barely knew?

Was it Julian, who wasn't where he said he had been?

She was aware of a movement. Julian's hand shot out and she backed away quickly, in alarm. Instinct made her say, “No. No, of course I don't think you killed Marcus!”
She watched his hands. Sensitive, strong; but hands that fumbled when he gave old Venetia her tablets…on purpose?
“You're trying to trick me, aren't you, Leonie?” he cried suddenly. “You're just waiting until I crack. As though I will!”
“I'm not trying to trick you, Julian. I just want to know how you knew that tune. So much evidence is piling up, too much to be just coincidence!”
He tried to speak, but couldn't. His face was dead white in the studio lights.
“I don't know,” he said at last, and his eyes slewed away from her.
“Julian,” Leonie began, and then stopped.
His eyes, looking past her, held petrified fear…


 Was it beautiful Claire, who had romantic claims on Philip?

 Or was it Philip himself , enigmatic and attractive as ever, who had once rejected her but still had the power to turn her head?
