PROLOGUE
Sin;: hurried across the terminal as the voice from the loudspeaker
announced that her flight was in its final boarding stages. She glanced
quickly at her diamond-shldded watch， then tightened her grip on
the handle of her leather briefcase and hurried on.
She was ai~ older woman， perhaps in her mid-fifties， with brilliant
silvcr-bhmdc hair carcflfllx lacquered into an immaculate but old-
fashioned hairstyle， t tcr face was heavily powdered and rouged， xct
beneath the layers of makeup lay the lines of classic bcautv--a dell-
catc aquiline lu)sc，
javlinc， slim， gentle
bccn a beautiful ()no.
large pale bluc eves， high cheekbones， a fine
lips. She was an attractive woman--and had
She -~orc a knee-length white mink c~mt tl，tt seemed oddlx out of
place in the Southern California milieu of T-shirts and hip-hugging
icans. l hc hcavv filr coat was unbuttoned， flapping open as she
aalkcd t~ reveal a powder bluc wool knit dress. Diamonds fcll from
her cars， and a double strand of large white pearls hung loosely
arouiM her p()wdcrcd throat. A giant Clncrald ()n her finger added 1o
the impression that she had just emerged from a Pasadena society
tca.
Valking next to the oman was a younger maP.， dressed neatly in
gray slacks and a golf shirt. [to appeared to bc in his thirties， and had
the tanned， fleshy good looks of xvcckends in Pahn Springs. tic vas
carrying a woman s pink overnight case and staring ahead down the
corridor with an expression of resigned boredom.
At the passcnger entrance the woman stopped and hlrncd toward
the man at her side. She smiled slightly， a strained smile， then closed
her cvcs as hc leaned fl，rward and kissed her indiffcrcntly on the
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