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| + | [[Category:Category Romance]][[category:1979 Releases]][[category:Historical Romance]] | ||
| + | * '''Author''': [[Julia Murray]] | ||
| + | * '''Publisher''': [[Mills and Boon]], [[Mills and Boon Historical Romance 1 - 100|Masquerade #0034]] | ||
| + | * '''Year''': 1979 | ||
"Be still, my lady, if you love your life!" The voice hissed harshly out of the pitch-blackness. Then a hand, firm and powerful, closed over Katharine's mouth, cutting off her screams. The terrified girl realized that she had fallen victim to the infamous jewel thief, whose shocking escapades filled the hearts of wealthy Londoners with fear. Yet as her necklace of precious family jewels was wrenched from her neck, Katharine felt a sudden horrible suspicion. The thief was someone she knew very, very well. | "Be still, my lady, if you love your life!" The voice hissed harshly out of the pitch-blackness. Then a hand, firm and powerful, closed over Katharine's mouth, cutting off her screams. The terrified girl realized that she had fallen victim to the infamous jewel thief, whose shocking escapades filled the hearts of wealthy Londoners with fear. Yet as her necklace of precious family jewels was wrenched from her neck, Katharine felt a sudden horrible suspicion. The thief was someone she knew very, very well. | ||
Revision as of 01:49, 24 August 2007
- Author: Julia Murray
- Publisher: Mills and Boon, Masquerade #0034
- Year: 1979
"Be still, my lady, if you love your life!" The voice hissed harshly out of the pitch-blackness. Then a hand, firm and powerful, closed over Katharine's mouth, cutting off her screams. The terrified girl realized that she had fallen victim to the infamous jewel thief, whose shocking escapades filled the hearts of wealthy Londoners with fear. Yet as her necklace of precious family jewels was wrenched from her neck, Katharine felt a sudden horrible suspicion. The thief was someone she knew very, very well.
