Past Sins
Never count on anything to last.
From the large window in reception Dr. Olivia Mills watched uneasily as her final patient climbed into his Bentley and drove away from her West Hollywood office.
Other than talking to the dead, this particular patient was a class act. Well dressed, well mannered, wealthy. Unfortunately, like far too many Hollywood residents, his love life might never be stable. But then, that meant job security for her. As long as people needed a sounding board her calendar would stay full.
That, she mused, was the upside of high anxiety. Though her private practice wasn't that large, she had half a dozen or so eccentric has-been stars on her patient list as well as a few she considered to be regular civilians — in other words, not employed in the entertainment industry. Most, in or out of the business, she had inherited from the man who'd retired after four decades in this very location.
Olivia had been fortunate enough to meet him during the leasing process and they'd formed an instant friendship — an extremely rare development for her. The whole father-figure notion hadn't been lost on her at the t ... read full excerpt from: Past Sins ebook
