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* '''Author''': [[Claudette Bert]]
 
* '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 117]]
 
* '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 117]]
 
* '''Year''':  1981
 
* '''Year''':  1981
 
“Too late, it you were planning to escape.”  The gunman shut the door behind him. As the key turned, Jenny's eyes filled with desperate tears.  She'd refused to give the jewel thieves any information that would jeopardize her fiancé's life. But they were ruthless enough to kill if she didn't confess! There was one way out. Grimly she wrapped the bedclothes around her head and hands, then threw herself at the window. The shattering of glass exploded in her ears. Terrifying seconds later she was kneeling on the ledge, staring down into the darkness. Then she jumped.
 
“Too late, it you were planning to escape.”  The gunman shut the door behind him. As the key turned, Jenny's eyes filled with desperate tears.  She'd refused to give the jewel thieves any information that would jeopardize her fiancé's life. But they were ruthless enough to kill if she didn't confess! There was one way out. Grimly she wrapped the bedclothes around her head and hands, then threw herself at the window. The shattering of glass exploded in her ears. Terrifying seconds later she was kneeling on the ledge, staring down into the darkness. Then she jumped.

Revision as of 00:56, 15 August 2007

“Too late, it you were planning to escape.” The gunman shut the door behind him. As the key turned, Jenny's eyes filled with desperate tears. She'd refused to give the jewel thieves any information that would jeopardize her fiancé's life. But they were ruthless enough to kill if she didn't confess! There was one way out. Grimly she wrapped the bedclothes around her head and hands, then threw herself at the window. The shattering of glass exploded in her ears. Terrifying seconds later she was kneeling on the ledge, staring down into the darkness. Then she jumped.