"That isnae a choice. That is a cage."
Merith Donalson is to marry Laird Murdoch Carnegie, a man everyone speaks well of. She is slow to learn that
he paid the men who burned her family’s fields, and slower still to see why he did it. Ask her what she wants and she will tell you it doesn’t matter.
Then Lachlan Reid, who learned to steal at eight because he was hungry, lifts a ledger from Murdoch’s study, and Merith is close enough to watch him do it. She never raises the alarm. By keeping his secret she has made it her own, and
she cannot name the thief now without naming herself.
He teaches her to throw a dagger,
his hand around her wrist, and she is the one who closes the distance.
Three days to the wedding.
She wants the thief anyway.
