Like the hot seat fits a killer, that's how the frame fitted the kid. Then they found him hanged and knew it for murder. Which made a desperate assignment for Detective Sergeant Randall — who had to find out if he himself were the murderer! He backtracked down his own trail with vengeful Stella — with lovely Karis of the hot eyes — with Roxy, the hood, who lived by lust. But what waited Randall at the murder's end? An honest cop, or — the corpse next door?
