Fearless (Scarlet Suffragette, book 1): a Victorian Historical Romantic Suspense Series
“Twenty-One Absolutely Not!
Anna The Auckland Central Police Station was bustling, as was to be expected mid-afternoon, in the throes of discovering a murderer’s identity. A low rumble of distinctly male voices hummed through the vaulted ceilinged room, cupboards banged, doors squeaked, and heavy boots thudded across polished wooden flooring.
The familiar scent of lemon and vinegar filled my nose, welcoming in a way that gripped my heart, closed my throat. Those constables who recognised me nodded their heads, stepping aside to allow me entry, obvious looks of concern across their harried features. There was barely room enough to walk, the entire contingent of officers had been hauled in, no doubt on Superintendent Chalmers’ orders.
I didn’t envy them their tasks. But I was resigned to aid them in any manner that I could.
That was, of course, if they allowed me.
I lifted my head and clutched my reticule closer, then began to make my way towards the front desk. I knew exactly where I ne...eded to go, but getting there without permission would be impossible.MoreLess
Anna The Auckland Central Police Station was bustling, as was to be expected mid-afternoon, in the throes of discovering a murderer’s identity. A low rumble of distinctly male voices hummed through the vaulted ceilinged room, cupboards banged, doors squeaked, and heavy boots thudded across polished wooden flooring.
The familiar scent of lemon and vinegar filled my nose, welcoming in a way that gripped my heart, closed my throat. Those constables who recognised me nodded their heads, stepping aside to allow me entry, obvious looks of concern across their harried features. There was barely room enough to walk, the entire contingent of officers had been hauled in, no doubt on Superintendent Chalmers’ orders.
I didn’t envy them their tasks. But I was resigned to aid them in any manner that I could.
That was, of course, if they allowed me.
I lifted my head and clutched my reticule closer, then began to make my way towards the front desk. I knew exactly where I ne...eded to go, but getting there without permission would be impossible.MoreLess
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