Gabe combed most of Brighton, even going into every shop just to inquire about Lady Sarah’s whereabouts. For those few who knew her or had seen her with Mrs. Lucia, they couldn’t tell him where Emiline was, and they certainly couldn’t remember when they had seen her last. As the day passed, his hopes of finding her sank lower, and he feared he would never find her. Thankfully, Uncle Henry helped him search. If Gabe had to do this all by himself, it would have taken him longer.
As the sun began its descent, Gabe didn’t know if he could give up tonight. But what else could he do if he couldn’t find her? He’d asked Elias over and over again what exactly Mercer and the other man told him, hoping there woul
Gabriel tried not to let the betrayal from his crew member show on his face—or in his speech or actions. He took a sip of his port before answering. “I see. Well, I have changed my mind. Something has happened to the woman I have been trying to protect.”Ben leaned forward on the table, a frown touching his face. “What happened?”“Lieutenant Mercer has captured her and is using her as bait to get to me.”“No! What can we do?”
Gabe’s mind turned numb. And he stopped breathing. This couldn’t be right. His uncle wouldn’t betray Gabe’s trust. Would he?He swung in his uncle’s direction, still holding Emmie against him. Henry, who had been standing with his head lowered, suddenly jerked his head up and glared at Lieutenant Mercer.“How dare you tell that outright lie!” Henry squared his shoulders. “I’m not your good friend, Lieutenant Mercer. And the only reason I agreed to bring Gabe to you was because you threatened to kill my daughter
“This is perfect timing, don’t you agree?” Emmie asked excitedly as she glanced at her mother sitting across from her in their carriage. “Father’s letter sent to inform us everything was safe for us in France. He decided to come get us and meet us at Mr. Compton’s estate. The timing couldn’t have been better, I think.”Her mother nodded. “I agree.”“Did you tell him about the surprise?” Gabe asked.Emmie look
Something was not right. Unrest flittered in Emiline Lucia’s stomach, prickling the hairs on the back of her neck as her carriage rocked to a halt outside the family’s two-story townhouse in Calais. Servants scampered from the house, carrying trunks as they loaded them on a coach.Curiosity, and determination to discover what was going on, enveloped her as panic settled in her chest. She gave her hand to the footman as he helped her down from her carriage, and headed toward the front door. Several French soldiers stood guard near the white wrap-around porch as if they expected trouble at any moment. They eyed her warily until she walked closer, and then their postures relaxed a bit. She was used to being surrounded by some kin
Gabriel Lawrence gnashed his teeth as he gripped the ship’s railing with one hand and balanced the spyglass with the other, watching the enemy ship coming toward them. All the crew on The Avenger scrambled into action as Gabe shouted orders over his shoulder. The Avenger was a fast ship, which is why it was perfect for his needs which was to assist Prince Regent with ridding all of Napoleon spies.One of Gabe’s best friends, Captain Hawk—also known as Marcus Thorne—had once commanded The Avenger. Now the ship was Gabe’s…as long as he could get away from the French ve
Can this day possibly get any worse?Emmie’s legs wobbled as she raised out of the mud pit she and her maid had been tossed into when the vehicle had thrown them. Her heartbeat still hammered out of control, and the spinning in her head hadn’t subsided. She glanced up the small slope to where the vehicle had rolled before stopping in the muck. One minute they were riding along just fine, and the next minute, the coach jerked fitfully and flipped over. Within seconds, the door had broken open, throwing both Emmie and Anna out.
Gabe submerged his body fully into the pond. Holding his breath, he hoped the water would not take away his new hair color. The old widow, Mrs. Baker, changed the color of his hair to brown and even gave him a cut. Gratefully, he had walked out of her house looking a new man. Now if he could just keep away from large crowds, all would be well in his world. At least for a few months. He prayed things would get back to normal soon after that.During his much-needed break, he didn’t want to think about the problems in his life. He didn’t want to have to constantly look over his shoulder and wonder who is a spy—and especially who might know his true identity as the fearsome pirate, Captain Hawk. Unfortunately, he couldn&rsqu
Emmie stood behind Anna who sat on a stool facing her vanity table. The Crampton’s maid had already assisted in getting Anna ready for the ball, but Emmie was more particular in how she thought Anna’s hair should look. After the maid left, Emmie fixed Anna’s hair the right way.Anna wrung her hands against her middle as worry etched lines in her face. “Mr. and Mrs. Crampton are going to introduce me to their family and friends. Are you certain your father didn’t know anybody besides Mr. and Mrs. Crampton?”Emmie weaved a p