Mistress of Sins by Hazel Hunter

Author:Hazel Hunter [Hunter, Hazel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-06T18:30:00+00:00

Once the last of the guests had left, Pickering paid and dismissed the servants for the night. The speed with which his temporary staff left amused him, for he didn’t share their fear of the old house. Dredthorne Hall had the sort of shabby, pathetic charm possessed by an aging French courtesan who refused to surrender to the ravages of time. One had to admire that sort of tenacity.

Catherine Tindall had surprised him, a rare experience. He had enjoyed burying himself in the soft vise of her quim, and plumbing the warm, wet paradise of her lips. He wasn’t too certain if he cared for the other things she had done while fellating him, but the entire interlude had been refreshingly novel. Perhaps when she returned to the city he would make a point of calling on her, and arrange another tryst.

His smile faded as he considered the task ahead. He and Greystone would ride until dawn to reach London, where he would deliver the goods and then report to his superiors. His recommendations would not be welcome, but after seeing the baron’s reaction to Jennet Reed, he could no longer be relied upon as expected. Indeed, he felt certain that if William returned to his work, he might expose them all.

Pickering entered the study to retrieve his satchel, and heard the door slam shut behind him. He glanced over his shoulder expecting to see Foray or Greystone, and looked into the dark, flat eyes of a killer.

Unwelcome as they were, it seemed his last guests had arrived.

“I say, the ball is over, dear chap.” After noting the knife scars on the intruder’s hands, he started for his desk, only to find another brute blocking his path. “You gentlemen should finish out the night at the village tavern. The wine tastes little better than swill, but their ale proves surprisingly good.” He waggled his brows. “The little blonde at the taps is even better.”

“Sit down,” the one with the scars growled, his English as thick as his muscles. “Ruban comes to speak with you.”

Pickering feigned a puzzled look as he did as he was told, but a chill collected in his chest. He knew Ruban’s reputation to be well-earned, and his own limited skills useless in this situation. He would never again leave this room alive. Since he had long ago accepted that as a very possible fate, that left tending to matters to protect those who might survive the night.

Everything depended on Greystone now.

Oddly Pickering thought of Jennet Reed, and the sharpness in her lovely eyes. Since he preferred skillful whores to ladies, and remaining unencumbered rather than playing the devoted husband, Pickering felt few regrets. He wasn’t sorry he had bedded her friend, but he regretted his pretense of pursuing Jennet. She was a true lady, and her heart still belonged to another. He found himself simply wishing he could see her smile one last time, and hear that delightful laugh of hers. Of all the women he had ever admired, she was the most superb.

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