A red-hot hellcat in the frozen night — and murder on the prowl!
From the back:
Under The Bed Was Half A Million Bucks…
and in it was a lovely, lonely widow. Both of them just waiting for me.
Only one thing stood in the way. A hot-eyed little tramp with a mind like ice and a body that could melt iron. She was out of this world, this hopped-up nymphet… and that’s where she almost put me.
Because this little girl had it all mapped out. She knew which side of the bed was buttered, and that the quickest way to the hidden loot was me…
Everyone Connected With This Triple-Crossing Blonde Was… Marked For Murder
Shell Scott Tangles With A Cult Of Evil