How do you make a False Impression?

Keegan Shaw would be an emotional wreck if she wasn’t so bummed about her boyfriend. He’s just returned to his ex-wife, and Keegan is wallowing in semi-solitary self-pity in the summer morning quiet of her small town’s Riverwalk when she sees a dying young man covered with Christmas cookies in a dinghy at the end of the city dock. Police deem his death a murder, and Keegan’s a suspect for having found him.

     A photojournalist in a former life, Keegan is now both land lady and house mother to an eclectic, eccentric group of five grant-funded, constantly bickering artists who rent rooms in her three-story house. They conspire to solve the dead man’s murder for fun and to help clear Keegan—until the house air conditioning unit dies. It’s the last straw for the high-strung group, and Keegan’s cash flow is doing anything but.

     To afford the repair and keep the peace, Keegan takes a job she’s been avoiding: helping a friend complete a documentary on living locals who were in the area during WWII. She’s sure it’s a turkey project only a miracle could fix, but her research reveals an astonishing connection between 1943 Seminole Beach and the current murder.

     As Keegan uncovers rumors of German U-boats, torpedoed sailors, POW camps, escaping German prisoners, spy stations on the coast and smuggling, she tries to figure out what, if anything, the dead kid has to do with it all. With the continued unbidden, intrusive help of her creative housemates—and the interference of motivated locals, high brow and low—Keegan discovers some people aren’t who they pretend to be, others are as predictable as a summer thunderstorm, and old sins always speak out.