GIRL ELECTROCUTED

Beatrice Comstock closed her eyes but she couldn't shut out the picture of the corpse in the bathtub. Turning her back on the grisly sight, she went to the telephone and dialed a number.

“Please come to the Walker penthouse at once. Mrs. Walker is dead…Her radio fell into the bathtub…It was a horrible accident…”

But it wasn't an accident. Tony Walker had been murdered. The suspects included everyone from her husband to his first wife, from a millionaire philanthropist to a down-at-the-heels vagrant. The list was almost endless. Anyone who had ever known Tony Walker hated her and was glad that she was dead.

If only Jennie had not seen him kissing the beautiful, mysterious wife of her own brother... if only the girl had not been grotesquely slain... if only Jennie had not found herself trapped between the police who suspected her and the killer who stalked her... if only she had not realized she no longer could trust the man she loved...

They all said they loved her-then who wanted to kill her? There was Jennie's fiancé, a young millionaire who had everything, including a secret he would pay anything rather than reveal; there was his rival, who refused to let Jennie go as he held her in a tight stranglehold of fear; there was Jennie's own brother, bound to her by blood, and separated by the mysterious evil that was wrecking his life. And shadowing them all was the specter of the girl who had appeared from nowhere to cast her sinister spell-and now seemed to beckon to Jennie to join her in the grave...