A Dangerous Collaboration (Veronica Speedwell, #4)

by Deanna Raybourn

His hands rested lightly on the arms of the chair, strong, capable hands that had held my life within them more than once. They were the hands of an aristocrat, beautifully shaped with long, tapering fingers, but also the hands of a workingman, broad of palm and heavy with calluses. They were hands that had never failed me.

There is no heart as pitiable as one that cannot love.”