About This Book
You're George Sanders, actor, bon vivant. It's the early 40's, long before you'll meet Zsa Zsa, and All About Eve hasn't been written. Still you're a hit in B-movies, but you've played the Saint and the Falcon so often, you're bored.
Now you're offered the part of a lifetime. You've crossed over. You've made it. You're cast in the lead in an A-production. Well, okay, it's a little shaky, but it's the lead nonetheless. And so what if it's a Western? You go on location in the desert, they stage this big gunfight scene, and Bang! There's a dead body of an extra body not called for by the script.
You're in the middle of nowhere and naturally everyone turns to you. After all, it's a routine situation for the Saint of the Falcon. Dead body, disappearing weapon, no clues. Piece of cake. Only trouble is that you're not Simon Templar or Gay Lawrence. Yes, you know it, but you wonder--does the murderer?
