Falcon's Lair — Claudette Virmonne

Death lurked beneath the face of love

She had never been so frightened!

The bridge swayed precariously over the chasm and Shelagh clutched the railing with all her strength. The boards in front of her were missing-she couldn't go on. And she couldn't go back--a killer waited behind her!

The wind gusted, swinging the bridge through a wider and wider arc.

Shelagh stared into the boiling water below, petrified with fear. Suddenly she lost her footing.

She panicked as the railing slipped from her grasp....