Mira was turning down the guest bedroom’s sheets when Lady Ashworth arrived unannounced. A furious, beautiful woman with diamonds at her throat and a letter clutched in her gloved hand. Mira froze behind the dressing screen, heart hammering.
The spy master’s reply came three days later, sewn into the hem of a new apron: Identify the cipher. Location of hostage optional but preferred. Time is short.
Trade: winter fair. Cipher in play. Hostage: son.
Lord Harrow’s manor was a gilded cage, and she intended to pick every lock.
Mira was turning down the guest bedroom’s sheets when Lady Ashworth arrived unannounced. A furious, beautiful woman with diamonds at her throat and a letter clutched in her gloved hand. Mira froze behind the dressing screen, heart hammering.
The spy master’s reply came three days later, sewn into the hem of a new apron: Identify the cipher. Location of hostage optional but preferred. Time is short.
Trade: winter fair. Cipher in play. Hostage: son.
Lord Harrow’s manor was a gilded cage, and she intended to pick every lock.