About the Book
Who will Lord Ethan Rosewood turn to when accused of murder?
The authorities don’t believe his innocence. In desperation, he seeks out his younger sister and her husband—Lord and Lady Markson.
Even though Lady Kristina and her brother haven’t seen eye to eye, she and her husband may be Ethan’s only chance to prove he’s not a killer. As events unfold and answers are demanded of Ethan, it becomes clearer who murdered the oldest son of The Duke of Clarion.
Kristina and Robert are on the trail of the murderer…but is it a man or a woman? Or more than one person? The suspect attempts to kill Lord Markson, and he and Kristina realize they are dealing with a madman who will take out anyone who stands in their way. Many lives are in danger and the killer must be brought to justice before anyone else suffers.
Will Kristina and Robert find the murderer before another body turns up?
Or will the killer prevail?
Excerpt- Brotherly Love!
“M’ lord and lady, the Earl and Countess of Crossington.”
“Mother, Father, welcome. Please come in and have a seat. Tea will be here in a moment,” Kristina said with a bright warm smile.
“My dear, might I steal His Lordship away for a few moments as I’ve a question to discuss with him,” Robert uttered softly. Accepting her nod, he turned to her father. “Eustace, if you’ll join me in my office so as not to disturb the ladies?”
“It would be my pleasure.”
Robert couldn’t miss the grin of relief the man wore, as if he seemed more than happy to escape whatever the two ladies planned on discussing.
Leaving the women to their tea and the news Kristina soon would impart to her mother, Robert led Eustace to the office. Once inside, Robert asked, “Whiskey? Or brandy?”
“The first as I suspect it’s from your distillery. If it is as excellent as I’ve heard I might have to invest a few pounds to assist in its production.”
“Sir, I do believe you’ll find it to be one of the finest, if not the best, single malt ever to come from the highlands,” Robert pronounced, handing over a glass then waved him to the chair in front of the desk.
Taking a seat, Robert waited patiently until Eustace took a sip of the amber liquid, smiled and nodded.
“Yes, without a doubt this is one of the finest. How may I obtain a cask?”
Robert started to answer when the sound of horses hooves in the forecourt brought his attention to the overlooking window. He was about to stand when Bing came rushing to the office door.
“M’ lords, pardon the interruption but Lord Ethan Rosewood is demanding to speak with Lord and Lady Markson,” the butler barely got out through his panted breaths.
“Wait a few minutes then have him escorted by two large footmen to Her Ladyship’s sitting room.” Robert then turned to Eustace. “I feel we should join the ladies and find out what he’s done or better still, not done.”
From the shocked expression on the man’s face, Robert surmised he didn’t have a hint so this would be an interesting interview. Not to mention dangerous for Ethan as he’d all but been banned from both their townhouse and estate by Kristina.
With drinks in hand, they removed themselves from the office and rejoined the ladies just as Kristina informed her mother of her change in condition.
“Congratulations, my dear and Lord Robert,” she declared as they entered.
“Thank you but right now we have a bigger problem. It seems Ethan has arrived, against my wife’s directive never to show his face here. At this moment he’s being brought to us,” Robert declared then stepped around behind his wife as he watched the man enter her sitting room.
“I apologize as I know I’m not welcome here but I need your help, Lord and Lady Markson. It would seem I’ve been accused of murdering Lord Martin Lange.”
About the Author
So it only seemed natural at some point in my life I take up pen and paper to start writing. Over time my skills slightly improved which I attribute to my English teachers.
My breakthrough came about in the mid 1970’s when I read a historical romance written by Sergeanne Golon, Angelique. This French husband and wife team opened my eyes to the real world of fiction. Stories about romance, beautiful damsels, handsome heroes and plots which kept me hooked. Of course, being a man, I had to keep my reading hidden from others as that wasn’t appropriate reading for men.
With this new found appreciation of the written word I took up other books and devoured them as a starving person would a plate of food. I them attempted to write again. I still wasn’t satisfied so I put it aside for years as other events entered my life.
Finally, in the early years of the new millennium I tried again to write and once again met with limited success. At least now I was able to get past the first page or two. Then, in 2006 a life changing event brought me back to my love, I took a job as a security officer. This allowed me plenty of time to read different genres.
My favourite was regency. As I poured through everyone I could get my hands on I knew this could be something I wanted to attempt.
Since 2012 when my debut regency romantic suspense released I was hooked and have, except for a few contemporaries, focused on this genre.
Since 2012 I’ve lived in central Texas. I’m also a member of Romance Writers of America and their local chapter.
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