The Doomsday Affair [antikvár]

PART ONE Incident In Pink Hawaii' !.N INSTANT BEFORE, shc had been alive.One moment she w^as laughing, so darkly lovely that she'd ignite a faraway look in any man's eyes. Simply being in the same room with her could be an unnerving experience, yet she'd been anxious to unburden herself, frightened, troubled, wanting to get down to the serious business of a confidential talk with Solo on the subject of a mutual enemy."Let me get out of this lei and into something more comfortable," was what she'd said. And then abruptly she was dead.Napoleon Solo stood immobile, staring at the bewitching corpse without a face. He swallowed hard, thinking she was the loveliest corpse between where she lay on the pink shag rugand eternity.For this moment checkmated by shock, he caught a glimpse of himself in the pink mirror. Deceptively slender, no more than of medium height, he had the smart appearance of a young interne, a Madison Avenue account exec, a youthful professional man swinging his