Within the walls of a weathered Malibu beach house, Alexandria Manning pens in a small secret leather confessional, the first premonition flecked account of the events already shifting her existence. Deceit, abandonment, disregard. No price was too high for Anthony Scarelli, no stakes too corrupt or risky, if it led to celebrity, wealth, acclaim. Now time moves like a stealthy enemy as a house literally built on sand, becomes both a refuge and a stage, as a man dances around his reality. As the secrets of Alex's handwritten journal scrawl throughout the pages of this riveting true story, the emotional chess pieces of two spirits layered one upon the other, slide across the dark edges of life's game board, casting long, dusky shadows of dread. Time is a cadence that embezzles from the rhythm of every heart beat, as a necessary challenge of the most important undertaking must be fulfilled...the chiseled in granite clarification of a life lived without explanations, excuses or compromises.