Psychologist Barbara Kosmin has never had a patient like William Foster: handsome, personable, and quite possibly a mass murderer. Four women have died within a year of marrying the man, in a way that brought him million dollar insurance settlements. That's so unlikely an occurrence that even he's certain he's caused their deaths, either by design, or by possessing the proverbial kiss of death. In desperation, Bill has turned to Barbara for help—or perhaps, to seek yet another victim.
Bill's mothers-in-law believe he's the personification of evil. The insurance investigator assigned to his case sees him as clever. Barbara isn't certain. And that could be dangerous, both to her safety and her emotional stability—especially if he actually does possess the kiss of death.