In this one, Charlotte Sloane is in the process of moving to a house in a better part of London. Not a great part, but a bit safer and more respectable, which she wants not for her own sake, but for Raven and Hawk, the two street urchins she has taken in as her wards. The Earl of Wrexford stumbles across another dead body, and before they know it, both he and Charlotte are busy trying to figure out why someone killed a respected inventor. They uncover all manner of intrigue and skulduggery in Regency London once again.
Particularly Good Bits:
"Suspicion wields an eager spade. It cares not where it digs, as long as it's turning up dirt" (p. 138).
That she could help puncture lies and expose evil with her art had somehow taken hold in her heart (p.151).
What place did people have in a world where machines made their efforts obsolete? What lay ahead for those who toiled with their hands? (p. 185).
If This was a Movie, I Would Rate It: PG-13 for murder, violence, a bit of innuedendo here and there, and a sprinkling of cuss words. Once again, no smut, but Wrexford and Sloane are feeling a growing attraction to each other, which has remained tasteful this far.
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