Ferron was big, tough and ruthless—he'd break your arm as soon as look at you. He had the morals of a tomcat and the instincts of a rattlesnake. But Ferron was sitting pretty. In New York City he had Lydia —a gorgeous redhead who loved him to distraction. Upstate he had Amy—lovely, virginal and wealthy; she could hardly wait till they were married. In the trunk of his battered car he had one hundred thousand dollars.
—And he had literally gotten away with murder! Ferron was very lucky. Then his world started to come apart at the seams with shattering suddenness ...