Rhinehart was eventually tracked down to his ranch in California.
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That was when an official of the Massachusetts Steamship Authority finally contacted the Coast Guard station in Falmouth to report a possible man overboard.Ī police check on the Ford’s license plate revealed it to be registered to one Martin S. They called the terminal at Woods Hole to check if anyone had disembarked before the boat sailed or had perhaps been accidentally left behind-again: nothing. Afterward they searched the ship with care: stairwells, bar, toilets, even the lifeboats-nothing.
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When he still didn’t show, the crew tried the doors, which turned out to be unlocked, and freewheeled the big Ford down to the quayside.
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The purser made a loudspeaker appeal for the owner to return to his vehicle, as he was blocking the drivers behind him. It was nearly eleven when the ferry made land at Vineyard Haven and the cars started up-all except one: a brand-new tan-colored Ford Escape SUV. The crossing to the island usually takes forty-five minutes, but on this particular night the weather slowed the voyage considerably: docking a two-hundred-foot vessel in a fifty-knot wind, said Rick, is nobody’s idea of fun. He parked belowdecks and then went upstairs to get some air. The boat was crowded McAra was lucky to get a space for his car. But toward nine o’clock the wind eased slightly, and at nine forty-five the master decided it was safe to cast off. A gale had been blowing since midafternoon and the last few crossings had been canceled. It was touch-and-go whether the ferry would sail at all. I worked out afterward it must have been January the twelfth. McAra had caught the last ferry from Woods Hole, Massachusetts, to Martha’s Vineyard two Sundays earlier. The story, as Rick told it to me over lunch that day, went like this:
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But he was such a good storyteller, Rick-I often thought he should have been the writer and I the literary agent-that once he’d started talking there was never any question I wouldn’t listen, and by the time he had finished, I was hooked. I should have said, “Rick, I’m sorry, this isn’t for me, I don’t like the sound of it,” finished my drink, and left. THE MOMENT I HEARD how McAra died, I should have walked away. Of all the advantages that ghosting offers, one of the greatest must be the opportunity that you get to meet people of interest. Secrets with the power to alter world politics.
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Deep in Lang’s past are buried shocking secrets. It’s not just his predecessor’s mysterious death that haunts him, but Adam Lang himself. Flown to join Lang in a secure house on the remote shores of Martha’s Vineyard in the depths of winter, cut off from everyone and everything he knows, he comes to realize he should never have taken the job. But his first ghostwriter dies under shocking circumstances, and his replacement-whose experience lies in portraying aging rock stars and film idols-knows little about Lang’s inner circle.
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But what happens when the client is a major political figure, and the truth could change the course of history? Adam Lang, the controversial former prime minister of Britain, is writing his memoirs. The role of a ghostwriter is to make his client look good, not to uncover the truth. From the bestselling author of Fatherland and Imperium comes The Ghost Writer, an extraordinarily auspicious thriller of power, politics, corruption, and murder-now a major motion picture starring Ewan McGregor and Pierce Brosnan.