Madeleine Greenhill was rich, beautiful, reckless...now she's dead, dumped in the water. Her mother Misericordiae is the most feared woman in Hera City, which puts added pressure on investigating detective Eugenie Auf der Maur.Gutsy, smart and likeable, 'Genie' thought she knew the strange, all-fema
The Polka Dot Nude
β Scribed by Smith, Joan
- Book ID
- 109264543
- Publisher
- Belgrave House
- Year
- 1989
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 109 KB
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
Audrey Dane rents a quiet cottage to write her biography of the Hollywood star, Rosalie Hart. But the portrait and diaries given her by the actress are stolenοΏ½along with AudreyοΏ½s typewriter and manuscript. Audrey is suspicious of the handsome college professor who has taken the cottage next doorοΏ½and whose income appears to far exceed that of his profession. Contemporary Romantic Suspense by Joan Smith; originally published by Jove
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