When Grant Wodehouse went to the barn that fine morning, he had no idea what good, bad, or ugly would happen–saddle a couple of horses, a little S&M with his neighbor, get a pitchfork rammed through his chest, pinning him to the wall…He never expected the latter.Who would not want him dead? Having bedded every female he’d ever laid eyes on, swindled anyone he had ever had business dealings with, and ignored and ostracized his children, one person said it was time for Grant to meet his maker…but who?
