I had to read no further than chapter one to realize that I was not putting the book down until: a) I had the secret figured out or b) I had finished the book. Let's just say that as many times as I thought I knew the secret a new twist would surface that had me back at square one. I found my heart racing as I ended one chapter to begin a new one, placing myself right in the middle of the pages, sensing the beauty of the Amalfi coast but keeping my guard up in whom I thought I could trust. Nine plus hours later I found myself finished the book, knowing the secret, but aching for more.