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* '''Author''': [[Claudette Virmonne]] | * '''Author''': [[Claudette Virmonne]] | ||
* '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 80]] | * '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 80]] | ||
* '''Year''': 1980 | * '''Year''': 1980 | ||
| + | ==Book Description== | ||
She had never been so frightened! The bridge swayed precariously over the chasm and Shelagh clutched the railing with all her strength. The boards in front of her were missing-she couldn't go on. And she couldn't go back--a killer waited behind her! The wind gusted, swinging the bridge through a wider and wider arc. Shelagh stared into the boiling water below, petrified with fear. Suddenly she lost her footing. She panicked as the railing slipped from her grasp.... | She had never been so frightened! The bridge swayed precariously over the chasm and Shelagh clutched the railing with all her strength. The boards in front of her were missing-she couldn't go on. And she couldn't go back--a killer waited behind her! The wind gusted, swinging the bridge through a wider and wider arc. Shelagh stared into the boiling water below, petrified with fear. Suddenly she lost her footing. She panicked as the railing slipped from her grasp.... | ||
Latest revision as of 18:04, 21 May 2008
- Author: Claudette Virmonne
- Publisher: Harlequin Mystique # 80
- Year: 1980
Book Description
She had never been so frightened! The bridge swayed precariously over the chasm and Shelagh clutched the railing with all her strength. The boards in front of her were missing-she couldn't go on. And she couldn't go back--a killer waited behind her! The wind gusted, swinging the bridge through a wider and wider arc. Shelagh stared into the boiling water below, petrified with fear. Suddenly she lost her footing. She panicked as the railing slipped from her grasp....
