The Face of the Tiger — Ursula Curtiss

With the instinct of the hunted, Lou Fabian knew that a killer was watching her, waiting with the cunning of a jungle beast to make the fatal leap. She knew, too, that it would be useless to tell her employer that one of his wealthy, frivolous guests at the Coastline Club was as dangerous as a tiger, but that she didn't have any idea who it could be.

Lou had been lucky to get a job as a secretary at the exclusive Connecticut resort. Here no one would recognize the courtroom stamp on her face of gossip about the telltale scars hidden under her wide silver bracelets. She thought she was safe. Then the first warning came, the first intimation that someone knew who she really was. By the time she was taken out to see the dead stranger in the woods, it was too late for Lou to ask for help. If she told the truth about herself now, she would be convicted by the secret of her past. Somehow she had to find out alone who was hiding behind a mask of impenetrable normality, plotting a crime that was more terrible than murder.