A girl had put brash Danny Fulton into business - and maybe a girl would put him out. Because the whole sweet sucker game depended on girls . . .
Like that cop’s daughter, pretty Gloria, who dreamed up the big pitch after a couple of nights of love. Or Madeline, fond of giving Danny a nice present after every job - a very special present. And Sandy, not only ravishing, but rich. And, for casual ''deals,'' such innocent you things as Sally Grafton . . .
They made a strange assortment of bedfellows, but did have some things in common. Each was wildly beautiful. And each, for Danny Fulton, was just a - Pushover!
