DEX NOLAN WAS IN A JAM!

The cops wanted him for questioning in connection with two murders. The killers wanted him out of the way before he talked too much. And in his keeping was a cosmetic case that contained $100,000 in cold cash—enough evidence to send Dex to the gas chamber. 

The cause of all Dex’s troubles was beautiful Ivy. He knew she was a tramp but he still wanted her. 
Dex pulled Ivy hard against him and kissed her in a way he had never kissed a woman before. He could taste blood from a cut lip—and he neither knew nor cared whether it was hers or his.
Ivy made a choked sound in her throat. “Dex, no, you can’t—not like this.”

“It’s going to be just like this,” he said, “because just for once we’re going to do things my way!”