(MSRP: 14.9900)
Masquerades can lead to love…or murder.
Sarah has masqueraded as Sam, a bricklayer’s helper, for years. But her past catches up with her in London. A thirteen year-old fire, deliberately set to murder her family, is smoldering, and the killer intends to ensure there are no survivors.
Desperate, Sam turns to the renowned Second Sons agency for help.
Inquiry agent, William Trenchard, is both troubled and fascinated by Sam, and immediately suspects “he” is a “she.” Unfortunately, before William can discover what lies beneath the brick dust and sun-bleached hair, they are plunged into a maelstrom of deceit and murder.
(Pages 376) Sweet
Excerpt:
He caught her hands. She twisted, trying to pull them out of his grip.
After all the years of laying bricks she ought to have been stronger, but he seemed to hold her easily, all the while smiling down at her, his blue eyes glinting in the morning sun.
She couldn’t read his expression. Her heart fluttered. And for one, breathless moment she stilled in his grip—almost as if waiting for him to press his lips against hers…
As if he would do such a thing. He confused her, and that was a fact.
She twisted, turning her shoulder to him, trying to calm her rapid pulse.
He was free to think whatever he pleased. She had no need to understand what she saw in the depths of his eyes. If he could discover what Major Pickering knew, then Mr. Trenchard could keep his counsel.
“No, Sarah—Miss Sanderson. You know better than that,” he replied, his tone mild. “All I want is to keep you alive.” A devilish grin pressed a dimple into his left cheek. “And see you in a dress.”
She pulled away. “A dress is unlikely, sir. And staying alive may be just as difficult if we don’t get that box. Can you…do you think you could get it back for me? If it hasn’t been opened—if he hasn’t taken the money—I’ve enough to pay your fee as agreed. But I must get that box!”
