Castle in Corsica

An icy tremor gripped her spine. Scrambling to her feet, Polly rushed to the porthole. All she could see was a great expanse of sea--and the lights of Cannes receding in the distance. As the full impact of what had happened sunk in, Polly's panic gave way to fury. She had let herself be duped by a suave playboy cleverly acting the role of good Samaritan. Yet she had no one to blame but herself. She had been warned about trusting Raoul St. Clair. . .but she'd never imagined abduction was his style!

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Polly Linsey's job had seemed most attractive at first sight: touring Europe with a rich American couple, and looking after their two children. But there were drawbacks . . . and at last they became so formidable that one day Polly found herself adrift on the French Riviera with no friends, no job and not nearly enough money to get herself home to England.

That was why she made the decision that brought her to Corsica - an island of which she knew nothing except that it was the birthplace of Napoleon and reputedly full of fierce bandits - as the employee of a man about whom she knew even less. She had taken a fantastic risk in accepting the post he offered; how would it all work out?


Hero: Raoul St. Clair
Heroine: Polly Linsey