Description
Trollop. Home wrecker. Tart. Some of the prettier names this not-so-lady has been called. She struts the ballrooms and gaming halls in a manner most proud of one so scandalised. To be alone with her, is to be of social ruin - with immediate effect. But behind those glassy eyes and frosty demeanour, lays a series of tragic tales that follow the lady in wake; as a shadow would do its mistress, only this one is waiting for the kill. A lady so ruined in society, yet so public to the upper elites eyes - what could Jeanine Hastings possibly have to hide? George is betting his hide in order to find out. Their tangled history and her abrupt reappearance in society has him reacquainting with all the ghosts of his boyhood years. Risking it all to sate a curiosity has never seemed to stupid. But bravery is a mix of courage and stupidity, don't you know? And George is about to realise he's as stupid as they come. [Book II in the League of Keepers Series]
Prologue
