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* '''Amazon Listing''' - [http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0440168554/ref=nosim/103-3685024-2000659?n=283155 The Perfect Exchange] | * '''Amazon Listing''' - [http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0440168554/ref=nosim/103-3685024-2000659?n=283155 The Perfect Exchange] | ||
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Two women in tan raincoats, two look-alike diskettes, and suddenly Fran Barnette's holiday weekend in Tahoe was filled with cloaks, daggers, and danger! With her new computer graphics company off and running, Fran thought she could afford a little rest. And when Special Agent Rick Langtry knocked on the door, she was sure he was not her type. How had this arrogant Olympic-class athlete convinced her to help him catch a spy? Why had she believed him when he guaranteed her safety? Pursued by killers, on the run from Reno to San Fransisco, what made her think she'd fallen madly, perfectly in love? | Two women in tan raincoats, two look-alike diskettes, and suddenly Fran Barnette's holiday weekend in Tahoe was filled with cloaks, daggers, and danger! With her new computer graphics company off and running, Fran thought she could afford a little rest. And when Special Agent Rick Langtry knocked on the door, she was sure he was not her type. How had this arrogant Olympic-class athlete convinced her to help him catch a spy? Why had she believed him when he guaranteed her safety? Pursued by killers, on the run from Reno to San Fransisco, what made her think she'd fallen madly, perfectly in love? |
Revision as of 19:08, 9 September 2008
- Author: Andrea St. John
- Publisher: Candlelight Ecstasy Supreme # 167
- Year: 1987
- Setting:
- Amazon Listing - The Perfect Exchange
Book Description
Two women in tan raincoats, two look-alike diskettes, and suddenly Fran Barnette's holiday weekend in Tahoe was filled with cloaks, daggers, and danger! With her new computer graphics company off and running, Fran thought she could afford a little rest. And when Special Agent Rick Langtry knocked on the door, she was sure he was not her type. How had this arrogant Olympic-class athlete convinced her to help him catch a spy? Why had she believed him when he guaranteed her safety? Pursued by killers, on the run from Reno to San Fransisco, what made her think she'd fallen madly, perfectly in love?