When Wayne Sutton's body is found in a beautiful summer meadow, his head bashed in and a red paper heart left callously on his body, Hillary is not surprised to learn that the handsome young artist had a reputation as a heartless Casanova. Moreover, she quickly learns that any number of the middle-aged, usually married and always wealthy women who regularly bought his canvasses might have reason for wanting him dead. But as she delves deeper into this chilling case of cold-blooded, premeditated