She was his golden bride. With her hair the color of pirate's treasure, Anna Smith was a beauty beyond price, though all she brought as dowry to Brett Danforth was a pair of silver candlesticks "stolen" from the Bermuda estate that should have been hers by right. So they were wed--and Anna, looking up into the eyes of her "English patroon" husband, thought she saw the gleam of love. Or was it the glitter of greed? Had she given Brett the gift of her love to receive in return only fool's gold?
There is intrigue and danger here in the Hudson Valley where Brett has brought her. Now his enchanting former mistress is gliding between her and her husband. Maybe the tempting offer of the wild rakehell Nicholas van Rappard is the solution. Perhaps she should accept his offer to kill Brett.