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Lunden is finally ready to step into the light and tell her story. In her brave and honest memoir, she recounts the chaos, the broken trust, and ultimately the incredible love she found mothering and protecting the long-unacknowledged grandchild of the sitting President of the United States.

A seemingly perfect life is shattered by a passionate encounter and a chilling obsession. Successful marketing executive Dana Monroe thinks she has it all: a beautiful home, a loving family, and a career she thrives in. But a chance meeting with Justin Birch, a charismatic CEO, throws her carefully constructed world into chaos. Their passionate affair quickly spirals into a nightmare when Justin becomes dangerously fixated on Dana, refusing to let her go.

Fake death. Fake prison sentence. Fake bank. Real danger. Everyone has a dark past. Mine just happens to be from a few days ago. The girls' trilogy comes to this starting conclusion with big revelations, high stakes, personal discoveries, and of course elaborate schemes!

Fake name. Fake job. Fake boyfriend. Real danger. I still don’t understand how a fun weekend trip could go so very wrong, but I vow to find out what’s happening by any means necessary, even if I have to impersonate someone else at work to do it. My suspicions that I’m caught in the middle of something big are quickly validated in the form of a ten-thousand-dollar bonus check. And then there’s the charming new guy at work, Miles, who I have to assume is another fraud, but he may be useful, and not just for eye candy.

I lied to get a job as a financial planner, and to keep it I have to befriend the two other girls in the office, Alice and Taylor. One's an uptight priss, and the other's a thirsty party girl. When we take a trip to stay at a cabin on a lake, I'll find out I'm not the only one keeping secrets. But it turns out the three of us aren't the only ones in this trendy tourist town. There's our silver fox host who keeps butting in, Taylor's two-faced hookup, and then I keep thinking I'm seeing someone out in the woods. It might be my imagination, until late at night I hear footsteps outside our cabin.