She called herself Denny Lyons . . . and she was everything men dreamed of on long, lonely nights . . .
She had it all, from the white-gold hair that framed her expensive face to the graceful, slender ankles and all those pleasant extras in-between . . .
She had everything - including big ideas. She was headed straight for the top and she thought she knew just how to get there . . .
But she had made one mistake - and someone thought that was one too many. . .