Stated first paperback printing. Hinges very worn, pages toned, several previous owners' marks. Edge wear, creasing, peeling. The young man froze on the threshold, and it seemed to him that his heart stopped beating. It had been a long time since he had been in the presence of a revolver barrel pointed at him, and he had almost forgotten how harrowing this experience could be. He felt his stomach tighten and his legs tremble... Sitting on the edge of the bed, a young beauty watched the scene with an amused smile on her red lips.