
Silken skin pale against dark hair, red lips provocatively smiling at him--that's how Lieutenant Bret Taylor remembered Lorraine. He was drunk when he married her, stone cold sober when he found her dead. Out on the sunlit streets of L.A. walked the man--her lover, her killer--who...








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