Duke Of Deception (Wentworth Trilogy) - Plot & Excerpts
If the trigger had been pulled a single moment earlier, the lead ball would have caught him full in the chest. Had it been meant for him? But that was preposterous. No one suspected him of his masquerade. He was sure of it . . . or was he? But if it wasn’t meant for him, then someone had shot at Lucy, and that thought was terrifying to ponder. No, it couldn’t be Lucy. It was him. Or else a hunter had lost his way. That was it—and he’d taken so long to call out that the hunter was already gone. He wished his body would listen to his mind and relax, but no relief came. As he skirted the edge of the clearing, he glanced back to the gate and deduced the approximate position of the shooter according to the direction of the splinters. He dismounted, tied his horse to a tree. He spied tracks a few yards inside the tree line and crept forward with caution, listening for sounds in the surrounding woods, but all was silent. The tracks—a man’s—were fresh, and he followed them for several minutes until they led him to a small rundown cottage where they joined another set of tracks, those of the four-legged variety.
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