In the ordinary course of events, Joan Creighton and Paul Lescaut would never have met. It was Joan's elderly cousin Muffy, the President's widow, who brought the American girl and the Frenchman together. Muffy, the gentlest and most self-effacing of ex-First Ladies, invited her young relative to go abroad with her. Lescaut, a highly recommended courier, would meet them in Paris. Hoping that distance would help her forget an unhappy love affair, Joan flew the Atlantic, along with her kinswoman and Dan Manchester, the Secret Service man assigned to guard the ex-First Lady.
My third VJ of the year, catching up on titles I missed decades ago when I was reading more in this vein. Again, I find myself really appreciating the unassuming, straight-on nature of the prose. It still manages to be atmospheric in every way that is important to the genre, but it's sort of an antidote to the lush whimsy and operatic portent of other romantic suspense giants. Shades of Helen MacInnes here because of its ruthless cold war chess moves.
Very quick read and surprisingly good novel. I don't read suspense thrillers very often but it was nice for a change of pace. Also like books with plot twists that I didn't see coming.