Chateau of intrigue

ROSALIE’S heart was pounding. Tall and formidable in dark coat and breeches, Thomas Charrel stood in the chapel doorway, his eyes on her for what seemed an age. His expression was grim, his gaze as co

MARIANNE groaned as the sound of the shutters being pushed open woke her from a fitful sleep. She half-opened her eyes, but the sun streaming in was too strong. Turning over, she buried her face in th

THOMAS CHARREL sat on horseback, motionless beneath the old oak tree. He had his pistol in his belt, his knife tucked into his boot, and was waiting, every sense alert. The oak stood where two ancient

OH, Philippe.” Marianne gulped back a sob. Thomas had heaved his younger brother up over his shoulder. Philippe’s arms dangled, and his eyes were closed. Marianne noted it all with a heavy heart. “Hur

MARIANNE stood at the window looking on to the drive. She watched with dread as the messenger mounted his horse and rode off. So, it was done. Soon she’d be informed of the decision he’d brought her p

TARA clicked off her mobile after phoning the police about the stolen trailer. “Well, they’ve given me a crime number,” she told her mother, who was busy patching holes in horse blankets. “But it’ll p