On the French Riviera, summer was approaching, and Mary-Anne Walton was due back in Cannes. I could hardly wait!
I'm Dougay Roberre, ex-pat Australian living in Nice, and Mary-Anne had employed me as a second unit director for international movie producer Harold Kempenski to supervise the filming of snow-capped Swiss mountains for his upcoming production of Heidi.
Ahead lay an uncomplicated sensuous summer with Mary-Anne. However, suspect property developer Paul Villan; a Thai kick-boxer; a Swiss starlet; and meddlesome international lawyers had other ideas.
Why does trouble search me out? And why can't people just keep their hands off my hedonistic dreams?
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