Lucy Hall, a dancer at the Black Cat Theatre in 1930s London, gets herself into all kinds of adventures.
This time, it’s all about bread: at the theatre where it’s passing hands and at Shadwell Docks where people kill for it.
Will the garters hold? will the murderers be found? And will Luce and her lover have time for each other?
Second in the Secrets of a Dancing Girl series.
Age Range: Adult
Size: 111mm x 178mm
Format: Paperback Original
Word Count: 23,000
Published: April 2018
RRP: UK £5.99
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The arch to our left was the one we were looking for. Dropping the contents of the parcel in there meant not only that James was going to stay out of jail, but that two unsavoury characters were going to hang.
Rather stupidly I had forgotten that I was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. Barney jumped at the sight of the two nasty bruises on my forearms where the attacker’s knees had pinned me down. He grabbed my wrists and lifted my arms to get a better look. He was angry and his gaze conveyed the extent to which he felt betrayed.
“Lucy,” he said, his voice far too controlled. “What did you do? What have they done to you?”
“It’s all right, Barnaby, really,” I pleaded, trying to free my wrists from his grip. “It looks worse than it is, I promise.”
“Fine,” he said, kissing my wrists before laying them down in my lap. “Start talking.”