In one jump, Marty Bowman made it from lifeguard to bodyguard – and what a body! Her name was Kate. She hired him as her protector and/or playmate. She took him to a luxurious desert hideaway. All of which was fine with Marty – until his lucky silver dollar turned up in the fingers of a corpse. One of the guests was out to frame him, maybe murder him!<P> Marty figured he and his gun could make out even against guys as dangerous as Dr. Cronk. But what about women like Sandra, who’d swim...
