'Excuse me.' The blonde was standing right in front of Gavin, on the other side of the counter. 'Hot, isn't it?'
Gavin was thunderstruck. Her yellow halter-neck was moulded to her body, tightly encasing her voluptuous form. Her protruding nipples were dark points beneath the cotton.
'I can tell you like my figure, ' she said in a low voice. 'Would you like to see some more?'
Not waiting for a reply, she pulled the garment to her chin, exposing two stunningly proportioned breasts. They quivered in front of Gavin like ripe fruit.
It was a moment before he noticed the gun.
In a tone no less intimate, she added, 'While you're looking at my tits, put the money in the bag...'
She's out there somewhere - a woman of mystery and menace, with a knock 'em dead body that's coining her the cash. The papers call her the Topless Raider and her victims just pray she'll come back and roll them over again... Assignments don't come any tougher than this - ice-cool detective Archie Monk has been handed the hottest case of the year. It's up to him to find the voluptuous blonde who has bared her all in building societies throughout the land - and made off with the money. Helping with enquiries is leggy journalist Robyn Chestnut. She's all mouth and no knickers but there's nobody better when it comes to grabbing exclusives. Together they team up to hunt down the red-hot robber and put her where she belongs - back behind bras!