Greg Howells' wife told SFGATE she believes the playwright staged his own death On a summer evening in 1997, a theater director headed out to hit a twilight round of golf in Carmel Valley, the wealthy oceanside town on California’s Central Coast. There was a gentle breeze rustling the oak trees and tall grass that evening, the sea air a mild 60 degrees. Greg Howells played 12 holes and was never seen again. His cart was found on the 13th tee, with no balls remaining in his bag and some clubs thrown down on the grass. A script of...