Zarah hadn't expected such an icy reception. After all, her reason for coming to the little Norwegian village of Dalvik was quite innocent: she wanted to unravel the mystery of her parentage.

Yet Stein, her late aunt's stepson, was firmly convinced that it was only the scent of money that had brought her to his door - an inheritance Zarah hadn't even known about until she'd arrived!

It was only one man's opinion, Zarah kept telling herself. What did it matter what Stein thought? But strangely, she found that it did.