What, Merlin Lakeside wondered, could she do with the love building inside her? There seemed no way to release it except by just being here... hoping that Paul van Setan wouldn't realize she was the person he had cause to hate. What would she do with the hate if she suddenly found herself at the mercy of it, deadly in Paul's blind eyes. Sang harimau, the natives called him -- king tiger. She remembered his question: "Does the word vengeance really appall you, Miss Lakeside?"