"Ah! Val Charmichael's nose - a treaties could have been written on it; indeed, it looked as if an unseen hand had begun to do exactly that - poking with steely nib at its sub-surface blood vessels and pricking them into the raised, purplish calligraphy of spider angioma, a definitive statement that the Plantation Club's owner was already in the early stages of cirrhosis."--BOOK JACKET.

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