Gold Medal Books

"A television star wilting under the limelight. An adman with a stiff upper lip. A rising New York artist. A desperate housewife. All are victims of a cruel puppet master--and one of them is a killer. The head of a global cosmetics empire, Wilma Ferris became a self-made success by taking everything people had to give--and more. Mixing business with pleasure is her standard operating procedure. And she's playing the same game when she invites eight of her closest friends--all of whom owe their livelihoods to Wilma--to a weekend party at her lake house. After a late-night skinny-dipping session turns into a frantic search for the missing host, it becomes apparent that one of the guests had seen enough. Wilma's body is pulled from the cold water, but the cause of death isn't drowning--it's a blow to the head. Was it a crime of passion or premeditated murder? Neither would surprise any of Wilma's guests. Each of them has a motive--or two. In the end, all will be condemned." --Page 4 of cover.

Death is just around the coroner when you're Shell Scott roaming the streets with a nose for danger and a sharp eye for the dames. On a trail leading from the high-class mortuary to the local cemetery, I realized the mob wanted me exactly where I was-as a permanent resident!

In the forebidden old house, guarded by vicious dogs, Liyed, exotic, mysterious Lela. Lust ruled there, the neighbors said, and deed were done there that were wanton and eerie.