When a book has a title like Lady Anne’s Dangerous Man a reader has expectations. Is the man truly dangerous, or just a “bad boy” tamed by the love of a good woman?
In this case; unfortunately, the “dangerous” man is a saintly Robin Hood-esque highwayman who has a deep core of honor, and Lady Anne’s danger comes from her betrothed.
When Lady Anne Gascoigne overhears her fiancé offer her virtue to lecherous King Charles II, she does what any gently bred young woman would do – she flees to her father’s home. As a respected judge, his honor will protect Anne from both the king and her power-hungry betrothed. He knows just the man who will be willing to protect her – and he is nearby – in prison awaiting execution.
Gentleman Johnny may be the bastard son of a nobleman, but he breaks the law with charming regularity. His little band of robbers has a cozy hideaway that will be the perfect place to keep Anne safe. His price for protection is not merely his freedom, but safe passage to Jamaica to begin life over.
This duo has more perilous adventures than the legendary Pauline, and frankly the book did not end soon enough. Everytime were there was a happy ending, something came along to put them all in danger, split them up, or otherwise cause several more chapters to be written. Enough, already! This lamentably endless plot completely overshadowed any enjoyment I had for the book, which started out with promise and quickly spiraled into a chore that had to be completed. What a shame.