A penniless twenty-something member of the British nobility, Lady Victoria puts her sleuthing talents to work when an arrogant Frenchman, who is determined to gain control of her family's eight-hundred-year-old estate for himself, ends up dead in her bathtub.
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My ridiculously long name is Lady Victoria Georgiana Charlotte Eugenie, daughter to the Duke of Glen Garry and Rannach. And I am, as they say, flat broke. A girl of my standing - that is, thirty-fourth in line for the throne - is good for only a few things: perfecting my curtsy, hosting fetes - oh, and marrying into a noble family for the ever-so-romantic reason of securing allies.But my brother Binky cut off my meager allowance. So I bolted from Scotland - and a marriage to Fish-Face (I mean, Prince Siegfried of Romania - and headed to London, where I have:a) worked behind a Harrods cosmetics counter for all of five hours before getting sackedb) built a fire in the hearth - entirely on my own, thank you very muchc) started to fall for a minor royal who's Catholic, Irish, and unsuitable in every wayd) made a few quid housekeeping (incognita, of course), ande) been personally summoned by the Queen herself to spy on her playboy sonLess than thrilled with this last bit, I'm wondering what to do when an arrogant Frenchman, who - coincidentally enough - is trying to swipe the estate that's been in my family for eight hundred years, winds up dead in my bathtub. Now, my new job is to clear my very long family name.
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