Red for danger…

James Hadley Chase’s signature is always his women…tempting… dangerous… beautiful. Lucille Aitken is a girl in the classic Chase mould -young and fresh and with a body that made men stare and stare with the kind of eyes that you normally only find in hungry animals. The very thought of her gave Ches a sick, dry feeling in his mouth and made his heart thump. She was a scorcher. A luscious doll who had no busine being married to a baby-snatching tycoon more than twice her age. Ches had only known her for five nights, and yet he knew he would never be more in love. Falling in love with a girl like Lucille was one of the most dangerous games a man could play. Making love to her was simply lethal. Why? Well, Lucille was just that kind of girl. Dynamite. Worse. Poison…