An Unnatural Vice (Sins of the Cities, #2)

by K.J. Charles

He recognised the frustrated expression on his familiars’ faces, the look of people who could smell money but saw no way to get hold of it.

I am expecting to walk in on an old lady wandering around in her wedding dress from forty years ago, but that’s a small price to pay.”

“Lady Greta, surely,” Justin said. “I don’t think I have the strength for ‘Lady Regret.’

“One more thing,” Justin said into the stillness. “A question for the Taillefer family, since you’re all here. Which of you ordered the murders?”