Ursula is obsessed with Mason; and Mason is obsessed with Ursula. But their passion is strong - murderously strong. Two lovers, three murders, a vortex of eroticism and an intriguing deception, all set in a steamy, noir-ish Los Angeles . . . This is a smouldering sexual thriller, with echoes of James M. Cain, Raymond Chandler and all the finesse of the best traditions of European erotic writing.
"Watching the woman's progress in the mirror, I found myself unable to breathe. I had come out of my room and almost immediately seen her ... reflected in a mirror set at an angle at the junction of the hallway. I watched her face, unable to look away. What would happen if she looked up into the mirror that linked us so clearly and saw me? My skin tingled. I continued to examine the mask face, I could feel the thin arms between my fingers. I could smell the lemony perfume trail she had left. She must have passed my door just before I came out. She must have pulled the body right past my door."
This was my second read. A woman falls for a man at first sight and then proceeds on an elaborate scheme to become his lover. The scheme succeeds (after including a couple of murders...that are not the emphasis of the story) and then it begins to fall apart ending with her death. An OK book.
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