Lake Tahoe, North Shore. Population: Everyone Who Knows Better.
Tahoe
Somewhere past midnight, a cigarette burns down in an ashtray and a voice fills the dark — Whispers After Dark, 87.1 FM, Jake Ellis presiding. He takes the calls nobody else will. He gives advice he's never once followed himself.
Somewhere on the climbing road above the lake, a woman drives too fast through the rain, tears pouring as she scans the dial for anything that will distract her from a tragedy that hasn't even cooled yet.
Their two nights are about to become the same night.
Jake Ellis built a career on being the safest voice in the room — the one who never gets rejected, because the on-air Jake isn't really him. Allison Conroy just found out what happens when a man pushes someone past the edge of "disrespected." Between them: a casino lounge built on borrowed patience, a gangster who funds an orphanage and calls it penance, and a piano tuner nobody's ever seen in daylight.
Tahoe runs on what it refuses to say out loud. Tahoe is the book that says it anyway.
"I'm Allison Fucking Conroy, and I will not be disrespected."
Eight episodes. Forty-three chapters. One lake that keeps every secret — until it doesn't.
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