Had she leaped out of the frying pan into the fire? Had she fled a terrible marriage in Cincinnati only to encounter violence on a deserted Montana road?
Of one thing Gloria Masterson was certain: a man like Jack Evans wasn't in her plans. Then he appeared to sweep her to safety on his motorcycle.
Once before she had traded her heart for a glittering dream that had quickly tarnished. Was this, too, merely a moment of searing passion?