Description
A slipped word could spell d-e-a-t-h
Tony knew that the elegant woman who'd fainted the lobby of his posh London hotel had disguised her origin, her identity, her accent. But she couldn't disguise the fear in her eyes.
For months, Samantha Smith had successfully eluded two men who knew she'd witnessed a murder. Now the murder victim had turned up safe and sound in Tony's hotel--and Samantha faced a dilemma. Could she trust Tony? Could their sharp minds and keen instincts unite to piece together what really happened that fateful night in Montreal? Or would her gamble on the perceptive hotelier lose her the deadly game of cat and mouse, spelling c-h-e-c-k-m-a-t-e?