Red Hot Ice (Prologue Books)

They piled up so fast that private eye Johnny Liddell figured he was ahead if he found them while they were still warm.

It started when he was hired as a baby-sitter to a wildcat. She was blonde and beautiful, and stacked better than a deck of marked cards. And she had a cool $200,000 worth of hot diamonds.

There was just one hitch. She used bourbon instead of perfume.