Slave To The Night (The Brotherhood Series, Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
But what other choice was there? If he had not noticed Barrington racing down the street, heaven only knows what would have happened to Grace Denton. The lady was a menace unto herself. She appeared to have no concept of how dangerous the city could be for a young woman on her own. Parading around in such a state of dishabille, she'd have been lucky to make it down the length of James' Street without one young buck trying his chances. Bloody hell. He still couldn't believe he had agreed to help her. Elliot glanced across at the woman who roused his ire as much as his desire and realised the carriage had stopped. "It's a little further down, number twelve, but I'll walk from here." She sounded more confident now, as though she'd had a complete memory lapse and couldn't possibly be the woman who had just been attacked in the street. As her hand settled on the door handle, he noticed the raw pink scar peeking out of the top of her glove. The area was littered with spots of dried blood, and he took a deep breath before taking her hand and turning it over.
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