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Cool, savvy and sharp, Sam Jones attracts trouble like she does men. In her run-down Holloway warehouse, she sculpts large silver mobiles and entertains the latest in her series of unsuitable lovers; peacefully minding her own business just as long as you don't call her Samantha. When her sculpture, Thing III renamed Floating Planet by her agent has its unveiling in the vast atrium of a City bank, events take a distinctly dangerous turn. Our rubber-clad heroine little suspects that soon she will find herself in the middle of a hot affair with a BMW-driving, Kensington dwelling stockbroker the shame of it not to mention a twisted intrigue of blackmail and drug-taking which causes more than one person's death by unnatural causes. Surrounded by anorexic Sloanes, raucous merchant bankers and a series of very expensive dinners, Sam is in a world not her own; and as the deaths increase she comes to realise that her own life is at risk. |