A girl like Brenda and fifty grand... Who could blame Cleo Constance for trying to make a killing? Certainly not Jeff Pitt, who knew Brenda... But who did not know just what kind of a killing Cleo would...
Hell Has No Fury — like a crossed-up dame, they say, and Burr thought he could use that adage to save a pal’s life. But with those dames — he’d better try first to save...
The wayward beauty who comes back to her old hometown to titillate her ex-boyfriend (now a married man and a lawyer) and to blackmail her ex-husband is ripe bait for murder. And murder is just what she gets. Suspicion falls heaviest on the old flame...