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* '''Author''': [[ Liliane Robin ]]
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* '''Author''': [[ Liliane Robin ]]
 
* '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 13]]
 
* '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 13]]
 
* '''Year''':  1977
 
* '''Year''':  1977
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==Book Description==
 
Suddenly I knew who the killer was... There he sat, across the table from me, without a shadow of expression on his face. There was no doubt that he had every reason to hate Christabel: her self-serving schemes had ruined him. But was that hatred so overpowering it had to lead to cold-blooded murder? Then, as I stared unbelievingly at him, I felt a deeper, even greater suffering. I couldn't bear the pain if he was guilty. For I loved him with all my heart!
 
Suddenly I knew who the killer was... There he sat, across the table from me, without a shadow of expression on his face. There was no doubt that he had every reason to hate Christabel: her self-serving schemes had ruined him. But was that hatred so overpowering it had to lead to cold-blooded murder? Then, as I stared unbelievingly at him, I felt a deeper, even greater suffering. I couldn't bear the pain if he was guilty. For I loved him with all my heart!

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Book Description

Suddenly I knew who the killer was... There he sat, across the table from me, without a shadow of expression on his face. There was no doubt that he had every reason to hate Christabel: her self-serving schemes had ruined him. But was that hatred so overpowering it had to lead to cold-blooded murder? Then, as I stared unbelievingly at him, I felt a deeper, even greater suffering. I couldn't bear the pain if he was guilty. For I loved him with all my heart!