Rogue’s Holiday

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When pirates lusted for women and gold…

… instead of free movies.

From the back:

Blackbeard’s thirteenth wife…

Her name was Raquel. The fire of her Latin beauty burned in her eyes. She was taunting, irresistible… Robert Maynard felt her dark eyes upon him, beckoning. Yet he knew that to succumb to her charms was death… For Maynard was Blackbeard’s prisoner, and he had seen the pirate’s own glittering eyes — the eyes of a ruthless killer who would give no mercy and ask no name… And then Raquel was beside Maynard in the dark hold of the ship, her voluptuous body against his own. “I shall not give you up,” she said, “never…”

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The Pusher

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An 87th Precinct murder mystery revealing the inside story of the dope traffic

From the back:

His Sister Was On Heroin!

She sold her body to pay for it. She gave him his first shot as a joke. In a short time, he was on it steady. Then he began selling the stuff, mostly to other teen-agers. When the cops found him, he was sitting on a cot with an empty syringe at his feet — and a rope, suspended from the ceiling, knotted around his neck. It looked like suicide by hanging. But it wasn’t. The cause of death proved to he an overdose of heroin. And the fingerprints on the syringe were not his.

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