If it’s possible for a wealthy Orange County real estate developer to actually have a soul, Wes Marshall comes about as close as you can get. He’s a self-made man who came up the old fashioned way, through hard work and perhaps a little luck. He’s happily married, faithful to his wife, Kathleen, and adores their only daughter. At 50 years old, he can look forward to clear sailing, right through retirement.
But when Kathleen dies in a suspicious accident, Marshall begins to lose touch with reality. It’s the only explanation for his obsession with Debra, a new and much younger woman. The quiet marriage ceremony they hold so soon after Kathleen’s funeral surprises everyone. A few months later, a brutal murder aboard his boat leaves a blood-spattered Marshall looking unhinged and guilty. It’s not until he’s on the run from the police and pursued by two unrelenting strangers that Marshall sees the truth. Nothing was as it seemed, but by now there’s nothing he can do to make things right. Even worse, he can’t last forever living as a homeless outcast whose survival dictates that he blend in to a world every bit as dangerous as the one he’s hiding from. If he has any hope for redemption, it lies with Christine Blake, the woman who unwittingly framed him.
