Kiss the Girls [antikvár]

CASANOVA Boca Raton, Florida, June 1975 OR THREE weeks, the young killer actually lived inside the walls of an extraordinary fifteen-room beach house. He could hear the whispery Atlantic surf outside, but he was never tempted to look out at the ocean or the priváté white-sand beach that stretched to three hundred feet or more along the shore. There was too much to explore, to study, to accomplish, from his hiding place inside the dazziing Mediterranean-revival-style house in Boca. His pulse hadn't stopped hammering for days. Four people lived in the huge house: Michael and Hannah Pierce and their two daughters. The killer spied on the family in the most intimate ways, and at their most intimate moments. He loved all the little things about the Pierces, especially Hannah's delicate seashell collection and the full fieet of teák sailboats that hung from the ceiling in one of the guest rooms. He watched the elder daughter, Coty, day and night. She