A common thief is the talk of London. Well, not exactly a common thief, but a very unusual twist to the highwayman versus carriage tale. In this case the perpetrator is female - nicknamed The Cat - and rides a spirited midnight black stallion with the ease of an equestrienne. Many of the ton’s finest have found themselves at the end of her pistol. An additional twist comes a day or so later, when the stolen jewelry is returned to its rightful owner. The War Office has even received some benefit, as purloined documents headed for France are intercepted and sent back. So, is The Cat an ordinary thief? I think not.
When the Duke of Spencer finds himself on that lonely stretch of road, he is not surprised to meet The Cat. Her knowledge of his identity is a surprise, however, as is her message for the War Office. They have a spy - and if they don’t catch him, she will. And as the moon reveals her glittering golden eyes, Dominic Ware’s heart skipped a beat. The Lady Thief has stolen his heart.
Lady Jennifer Courtenay is weary. Tired of the double life that she is leading, tired of living under her stepfather’s iron rule, tired of her inability to locate her father’s murderer. She must find out who stole the talisman ring from her father’s hand after killing him. The Cat allows her to search the gentlemen in her father’s acquaintance without being too obvious. So far she has found nothing but more questions. When she eliminates the Duke of Spencer from her suspect list, she is relieved. He was too intelligent, too honorable to have committed the foul deed. But he presents another sort of danger to her. His shrewd assessment of her true purpose may endanger her anonymity, and her heart.
Popular author Kay Hooper has brought back one of her early books as a special treat. Lady Thief is a sparkling and action-filled Regency worthy of any keeper shelf. As an added bonus, we have a novella Masquerade. Heiress Cassandra Eden poses as a “regular” person when her carriage breaks down in the country, forcing her to accept the hospitality of the notorious Earl of Sheffield.
In my opinion, Ms. Hooper should consider “dabbling” in this genre more often!