A Lady's Secret Weapon
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Guy watched the man assess each device with the careful attention of an enraptured lover, masterfully prolonging the young man’s terror. Give a victim long enough, and he’ll create plenty of painful scenes in his own mind that the interrogator need only touch his weapon to the prisoner’s skin to elicit a full, babbling confession.
He couldn’t walk away from the poor soul struggling on the table, nor could he cold-bloodedly put an end to his misery. The young man was a countryman, not his enemy, and he would never leave one of his own in Valère’s hands.
With great care, he withdrew a six-inch hunting knife from his boot. He heard Danforth curse softly, violently, behind him, and then a rustle of movement. His hand shot out to stay his friend, and a short struggle ensued. Their roles now reversed, Guy whispered in Danforth’s ear, “There’s no way around, and I’m not leaving him here.”
“We don’t have time—”
“I’m. Not. Leaving. Him.”
After a moment, Danforth gave a sharp nod and settled into the rear support position once more, anger dripping off him in waves.
He couldn’t blame his friend for wanting to press on. Evil penetrated every crack and hollow of this place. Even with his vast experience with the darker side of human nature, Guy felt trapped and edgy and unusually desperate.
Guy shifted his attention to the prisoner just as the young man’s head swiveled toward the open doorway. Bleakness and terror etched his swollen, blood-encrusted face, but something more blazed behind the young man’s steady gaze—strength, fortitude, and a hint of hope.
He was a fighter, a warrior entombed in a rapidly weakening young man’s body. A rush of fury mixed with a healthy dose of respect surged through Guy. How did one so young get involved with the likes of Valère?
The prisoner’s chest rose high with each deep, agonized breath. As his torturer intended, the young man knew Boucher’s next attempt at pulling information from him would be far worse than the last.
Candlelight flickered over his youthful features. When the prisoner focused in on Guy’s position, his terrified blue-green eyes—or eye, as one was little more than a bloated slit—opened wide.
Guy’s heart jolted, fearing the young man would call out. With an index finger to his lips, he motioned for the prisoner to remain quiet.
Familiarity washed over Guy again. His gaze cleaved to the prisoner’s; his focus sharpened.
Blue-green eyes. An unusual color Guy had seen only once before. His muscles contracted. A wave of frigid heat swept across every inch of his skin, and nausea twisted in his gut.
He knew those eyes.
The young man wasn’t a man at all. But a goddamned woman.
Cora.
Acknowledgments
Many, many thanks to TEAM DEVLYN—Leah Hultenschmidt, Jennifer Udden, Beth Pehlke, Kimberly Manley, Cat Clyne, and the rest of the gang at Sourcebooks and Donald Maass Literary Agency who worked so hard on A Lady’s Secret Weapon. I appreciate every single one of you so very much.
Hugs to my awesome brainstorming and critique partners—Adrienne Giordano, Kelsey Browning, Theresa Stevens, and Tara Kingston. I couldn’t imagine writing a story without you.
ROMANCEANDSUSPENSE.COM authors Nancy Naigle, Tracy March, Kelsey Browning, and Adrienne Giordano—you ladies rock!! Thanks for sharing the journey with me.
DANGEROUS DARLINGS Street Team—you know how dear you are to me! It’s impossible to express the depth of my gratitude for all your tweets, shares, reviews, promo distribution, and good ol’ fashioned verbal recommendations. Darlings, you’re the best. Muwah!! A special hug and thanks to Danielle Gorman for keeping the team organized.
Enormous thanks to Chicagoland readers for making it to Lady Jane’s Salon-Naperville every other month to hear our live readings from talented authors, to sip chocolaty beverages from Le Chocolat de Bouchard, and to support our local booksellers, Anderson’s and Brain Snacks, and our wonderful charity, Celebrate Differences. It’s so fun hanging out with you all.
Additional hugs go to the kind and generous souls of Barbara Vey and Dianna Love—two incredibly supportive and amazing women, to Betsy Scaletta for her awesome equestrian expertise and for always making me laugh, and to Coach Amy for helping me find the courage to write my first word.
Readers, booksellers, librarians, reviewers, and bloggers who have embraced the Nexus series—thank you, thank you, thank you!
And last, but never least, all my heartfelt love and gratitude goes to Tim, Sarah, Helene, and the rest of my family. Thanks for putting up with my frequent absences and for your constant words of encouragement. XOXO.
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About the Author
Tracey Devlyn writes historical romantic thrillers (translation: a slightly more grievous journey toward the heroine’s happy ending). She’s a co-founder of Romance University, a group blog dedicated to readers and writers of romance, and Lady Jane’s Salon-Naperville, Chicagoland’s exciting new reading salon devoted to romantic fiction.
An Illinois native, Tracey spends her evenings harassing her once-in-a-lifetime husband and her weekends torturing her characters. For more information on Tracey, including her Internet haunts, contest updat
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