'Quite unforgettable,' Damien Demonides called Wilda. but she only wanted him to forget where and how he had seen her last—half-naked, dragged out of a man's hotel bedroom by his furious wife. Wilda had been innocent, merely a pawn in a particularly sordid divorce, but there was no convincing Damien of that; he seemed prepared to tell his mother, Wilda's employer, enough to ensure that she lost her peaceful job as maid-companion at the beach mansion on the Florida Key. She wanted to stay there—but was she prepared to pay the price that Damien seemed inclined to demand for his silence? And could she prevent herself from falling disastrously in love with him?