The Naked Storm

A front man for a tinhorn gambling syndicate... a woman who had never been touched... a dissatisfied husband... a lesbian ... and all of them strangers.
Then the snow came, thick as mud, cold, cruel snow, and the swift streamliner could not break through the icy wall.
Strangers they were one minute before, but now—while the storm howled outside and passions raged within—they were lovers, killers, savages.