Sins of Midnight

Sins of Midnight

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by Kimberly Logan

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Kimberly Logan begins an enthralling new series about the three Daventry sisters who grapple with a deep mystery—each book in the trilogy unveils more clues—and the sexy heroes who love them.

Lady Jillian Daventry is a woman on a mission. Tormented by the murder of her beloved mother, she has spent the past four years using her amateur sleuthing

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Kimberly Logan begins an enthralling new series about the three Daventry sisters who grapple with a deep mystery—each book in the trilogy unveils more clues—and the sexy heroes who love them.

Lady Jillian Daventry is a woman on a mission. Tormented by the murder of her beloved mother, she has spent the past four years using her amateur sleuthing skills to secretly aid Bow Street in solving some of their most baffling cases in the hopes that she might eventually find the person responsible. When Mr. Connor Monroe, a self-made man who has risen from poverty in the rookeries of London, comes to her with a murder mystery of his own, she believes she might have finally stumbled across the lead she has been looking for. Connor's case seems to be somehow linked to her own, and she is determined to get to the bottom of circumstances, even if it means working with the most infuriating, most maddening, most attractive man she has ever met.

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Sins of Midnight

By Kimberly Logan

HarperCollins Publishers, Inc.

Copyright © 2006 Kimberly Logan
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ISBN: 0060792566

Chapter One

Even the most difficult case can be brought to a close if one employs reason and perseverance.

London, 1817

"They say she was once a stage actress, you know."

Standing in the shadows of the terrace, Connor Monroe looked up from his brooding contemplation of the moonlit landscape beyond the balustrade at the sound of the feminine voice. Cool and disdainful, it drifted through the open French doors from the ballroom, cutting across the pleasant waft of orchestra music with the sharpness of a knife.

"Well, I heard she was a gypsy who put a curse on Lord Albright and refused to remove it unless he agreed to wed her."

The round of high-pitched titters that followed that statement had Connor wincing.

Dousing his cheroot and sending it arcing out into the darkness, he unfolded his broad frame from his casual slouch against the railing and turned to face the house just as a group of young ladies swept out onto the veranda.

Just bloody wonderful, he thought, stifling a growl. The last thing he needed was to get caught out here by a gaggle of gossiping chits just barely out of the schoolroom.

Where the hell was Tolliver?

Connor had lost track of how long he'd been waiting here for the BowStreet Runner to return from wherever it was he had disappeared to. It seemed as if it had been hours, and he was fast running out of patience.

From the moment he and Tolliver had arrived at the luxurious mansion on Park Lane in the midst of a ball they obviously hadn't been invited to, Connor had felt as restless and out of place as a virgin at a Bacchanalian revel. At nearly thirty years of age, he might have been part owner of a prosperous shipping company, wealthy and well respected in his own right, but he had never been one to mingle with the titled and aristocratic members of the ton. Though the Runner had assured him that the person they'd come here seeking tonight could possibly be of great help to their investigation, Connor had trouble believing that anyone who belonged to such a golden and glittering world could offer any insight whatsoever into Stuart's death.

Or who was responsible for it.

For a fleeting instant, an image of his friend and partner, slumped over his desk at the shipping office, eyes wide and unseeing as blood spilled from the gaping knife wound in his throat, flashed across Connor's inner vision. But he pushed it away and forced himself to focus on the chattering females who had so unexpectedly joined him.

Fans waving wildly and heads bent close together, the little assemblage had come to a halt and formed a loose semicircle just in front of the French doors, unaware of his presence in the gloom on the far side of the terrace.

One of them, a striking blonde with an air of icy superiority, spoke in an imperious tone that could easily be heard over the babble of the others around her. "My mother told me that Lady Albright behaved like a hoyden whenever the pair of them were in the city. Once, Mama even saw her galloping her horse across Hyde Park, riding astride like a man. Can you believe such a thing?"

"Of course." This from a tall, thin stick of a girl with a long, angular face and rather pinched features. She was clad in a hideous shade of pastel pink that clashed with the bright red tresses piled high in an elaborate coiffure. "What else can you expect from a woman of such common origins? I understand she was quite the accomplished flirt, as well. There were rumors that she'd had affairs with half the men in London. One can only believe that Lord Hawksley did the poor marquis a favor when he . . . well, you know."

There was a general murmur of agreement.

"Such a scandal!" another young lady piped up. "The woman was an absolute disgrace."

The redhead gave a sage nod. "And Lady Jillian has caused her own share of gossip. After that whole debacle with Lord and Lady Ranleigh's heir three Seasons ago, I'm surprised her father even allows her to show her face in town. I know I certainly have no wish to associate with her."

Connor frowned and shifted with impatience, longing to escape, yet unwilling to risk drawing their attention by attempting to do so. Damnation, but he had no desire to linger here and listen to these spiteful cats rake some poor soul over the coals, and he couldn't help but feel an uncustomary nudge of sympathy for the unfortunate young lady they were maligning in such a vicious manner. Was it any wonder he avoided society misses like the plague?

The blond-haired girl shuddered. "Who could blame my darling Shipton for changing his mind about offering for her? She cares not at all for her family or reputation. One never knows what sort of outrageous stunt she may pull next. Why, I caught her strolling about Lord and Lady Fitzwater's estate at their house party last year barefoot and wearing breeches, of all things!"

"I can't understand why the Dowager Duchess of Maitland seems to have taken Lady Jillian -under her wing and insists on inviting her and her family to functions such as this," one of the others interjected with a sniff.

"Well, her father is a marquis, and it is my understanding that Her Grace was a good friend of the late Lady Albright." The blonde tossed her artfully arranged curls in a studied manner that had a quietly observing Connor restraining the urge to roll his eyes in disgust. "And we all know that the dowager duchess is considered to be more than a trifle eccentric herself since the death of the duke. I believe that she has agreed to act as a sponsor of sorts for the debut of Lord Albright's middle daughter, Lady Maura." One corner of her mouth curved upward in a condescending smile. "One can only hope that the girl makes a better job of it than her older sister."


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Meet the Author

Kimberly Logan has been writing since the young age of seven, when her mother gifted her with her very first Trixie Belden book and ignited her love of the written word. Her pencil has rarely left her hand since, and she spends her days dreaming up new tales of romance and adventure for others to enjoy. A collector of Disneyana and an avid movie buff, she was born and raised in small-town Indiana, where she still lives with her beloved Yorkshire terrier, Skittle.

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Sins of Midnight 3.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 5 reviews.
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kimberly is a outstanding writer.If you haven't read this one yet, you dont know what your missing.With this book and her other 2 books she is definetly on my top authors list.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Sins of Midnight is the first book in a new series from Kimberly Logan and I couldn't put it down. I have been a fan since I read her first book and I was not disappointed in this one. I loved the combination of romance and mystery, and Jillian is a great heroine! Anyone who likes sensual romantic suspense should enjoy it.
harstan More than 1 year ago
In 1813, seventeen years old Jillian Daventry knows first hand the battles between her parents especially over her dad¿s work with Bow St. However, neither she nor her sisters expected it to go this far when Jilly and her younger sibling Maura find their dead dad lying unconscious in blood holding a note to their mom from her lover Hawklsey. From there they find their mama dead in the next room. --- Over the next four years, Jilly has worked closely with Bow St, but recently has agreed to temporarily halt her scandalous behavior while her sister enjoys her coming out though she refuses to curb her cutting tongue. Still she vows to serendipitously continue to learn what happened on that fatal night four years ago. Connor Monroe observes Jilly in action and admires her courage and fortitude. However, he too is on a quest to avenge those whose lives died over the past six years because he failed to heed his late partner¿s fears among the dead besides his partner, victims of a serial killer, he believes is Jilly¿s mother. Perhaps if they team up they can prevent anyone else from dying. --- SINS OF MIDNIGHT is an exciting investigative Regency romance that grips the audience from start to finish as both protagonists break gender barriers to stop a killer. Jilly is courageous as she works with Bow St. and her new partner to uncover the identity of her mother¿s murderer while Connor recognizes her skills could prove the extra element to stopping the adversary. Their falling in love augments a terrific private investigative tale that showcases two amateur sleuths learning on the job police procedures when no guide exists outside of France. --- Harriet Klausner