Another teaser from The Wrong Girl: In Which Sylvia Explains About Langley (sort of)

“Let’s get you ready.” Sylvia spun me around and scanned me from head to toe. “These clothes are so drab. They won’t do. Uncle August expects women of your status to dress accordingly. He likes order, you see.” Her nimble fingers unbuttoned my jacket. “Servants ought to dress like servants, shopkeepers like shopkeepers and ladies like ladies. I’m surprised your father doesn’t too. I’d have thought an earl would be more of a stickler for these things than Uncle.”

“Who knows what Lord Wade thinks,” I muttered as I allowed her to take off my jacket. There was no point in arguing with her, either about who my father may or may not be or about what I should wear to meet her uncle.

The prospect of meeting him filled me with foreboding. What sort of man inspired a nice girl like Sylvia to fumble nervously with the hooks and eyes on my dress? What sort of man had his niece and nephew kidnap for him?