L.R. STARR

Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack. All dressed in black, black, black.

He likes to watch.

The place that sleeps, that’s what the natives call it. A sweet little coastal coast town on the Central Coast of New South Wales, Australia.

Piper decides it’s time for a seaside visit, she’s a frustrated investigative journo who’s on a quick getaway with her girlfriends. She picks a holiday house that’s owned by a wealthy barrister. The overpriced oceanfront rental mysteriously goes on the market every two years, except it never sells.

The walls are dripping wet with secrets that threaten to overflow from its cracks.

Then there’s Jack McMaster, the hot boy broody surfer and son of the owner. He’s drawn to Piper for more reasons than one. Locals start whispering in her ear about the house amongst the dunes, as a monster lurks and her investigative nose starts sniffing.

She might break the story of the year, but when her friends go missing and she unravels one deadly secret after another the monster wants to take her to a watery grave.

What will she discover about the broody McMaster from the sleepy side town?

You can only cover things up for so long…