The Slippery Step — Rae Foley

The handsome young man whose body was found in the Manhattan motel room had been murdered. He registered as Carl Lamb and is wife, but Mrs. Lamb had vanished. His car was gone and so was his billfold, which according to the night clerk had been bulging with hundred dollar bills.

A New York model said he was Chester Loring, her husband of seven months. Then John Toyman, a toy manufacture, identified him as his salesman Christopher Lansing, who the year before had married Jane Forsyth of East Hampton and Palm Beach. Jane heard the devastating news from her cousin Mike Heald. At first she couldn't believe that her devoted, ardent Chris had a criminal record and another wife.

Her rich uncle had been dead set against her marriage, but Jane refused to listen to him. And she had been happy in the shabby little apartment as long as Chris was with her. Now she had to find out for herself who and what her husband had been. Warned not to interfere, she plunged recklessly ahead into terrifying danger. Neither Mike nor the police could protect her until they found the motel murderer. There is an old proverb, “Every door has a slippery step,” but would such a clever killer make a slip in time?