By Anne Perry
No breath of scandal has ever touched the aristocratic Moidore family–until Sir Basil’s attractive widowed daughter is stabbed to loss of life in her personal mattress, a surprising, incomprehensible tragedy.
Inspector William Monk is ordered to enquire in a way that might provide the least attainable discomfort to the influential kin. yet Monk, impressive and impressive, is handicapped through lingering strains of amnesia and via the craven ineptitude of his manager, who would favor not anything larger than to work out Monk fail. With the aid of nurse Hester Latterly, a revolutionary younger lady who served with Florence Nightingale within the Crimea, Monk gropes warily in the course of the silence and shadows that imprecise the case, understanding that with every one step he comes in the direction of the appalling fact.
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A Dangerous Mourning (William Monk, Book 2) by Anne Perry