Names in the Black Book

Three unsolved murders in a week are not so unusual--for River Street, grunted Steve Harrison, shifting his muscular bulk restlessly in his chair. His companion lighted a cigarette and Harrison observed that her slim hand was none too steady.

• But in her dark eyes Harrison glimpsed the shadow of fear.
• Only once before had he seen fear in those marvelous eyes, and the memory made him vaguely uneasy.

She was exotically beautiful, a dark, supple figure, with the rich colors of purple Eastern nights and crimson dawns in her dusky hair and red lips.