Five strangers ...Two million bucks ...One lusty redhead...And no holds
barred.
Staying out of trouble might be relaxing for some guys. But too much
peace and quite make me very nervous. Hazel--the luscious lady who keeps
me busy and happy during long winter evenings--was trying to sell me her
retirement plan. I was tempted. But then suddenly an old pen pal turned
up with a couple of friends and a scheme that started my motors going
full blast. A two million dollar heist. Cash. Already out of the bank
and stashed in a nice, respectable museum--in Cuba.
They needed me to help them get it back to the States. That should have
tipped me. A hijacker trying to get back from Cuba? I shoulda stood in
bed. With Hazel.