Bree's new home is luxurious and private, with a fancy Beverly Hills address. What a shame it's not hers. Widowed, penniless, living in her car, and out of options, she's climbed the fence and crashed in the pool house. All she wants is a good night's sleep. But when Sophie, the absentee owner, finds her, she gets a whole lot more. Sophie invites Bree back for a party. When it winds down, Bree can't resist sneaking upstairs to sleep in a real bed....

"Summer is coming to a close on the East End of Long Island, and Alex is no longer welcome. A misstep at a dinner party, and the older man she's been staying with dismisses her with a ride to the train station and a ticket back to the city. With few resources and a waterlogged phone, but gifted with an ability to navigate the desires of others, Alex stays on Long Island and drifts like a ghost through the hedged lanes, gated driveways, and sun-blasted...

When Fran Varady moved out of her squat in Rotherhithe, she always wondered what had become of 'mad Edna', the bag lady who had, in a manner of speaking, been her neighbour. Then a chance meeting reunites them, and Fran is alarmed to discover that someone is following Edna. Who could be interested in a harmless old lady? But by rattling the bones of the past, Fran's detective skills uncover more than she's bargained for.