THE ROSEWATER DEBUTANTE by Tracy Cooper-Posey

Adelaide Becket Story 2.0

Historical Suspense Espionage Novelette

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Adele learns just how ruthless German agents can be.

In Edwardian England, Lady Adelaide Azalea Margaret de Morville, Mrs. Hugh Becket, continues her work for William Melville, spymaster, even though it has left her with no time to live the life she would prefer, which includes spending at least a little time with Daniel Bannister.

When she refuses to travel to Germany to watch over King Edward while he visits the German Emperor to discuss disarmament of their increasingly more competitive navies, Melville gives Adele an alternative, superficial task of watching over a young, sweet debutante, Lady Winnifred.

Adele perseveres with the useless, quite horrid task of trailing an innocent girl through the Season. It puts her in the path of German agents, who demonstrate just how dark and dangerous her new work really is…

This novelette is the second in the Adelaide Becket Edwardian espionage series.

The Adelaide Becket series.
1: The Requisite Courage
2: The Rosewater Debutante
3: The Unaccompanied Widow
4: The Lavender Semaphore
5: The Broadcloth Midnight
6: The Salinghall Error
7: The Indecent Agent
7.5: Adelaide Becket’s Adventures
…and more to come.
An Edwardian Suspense Espionage series

This series is also available as a Special Bundle.
{Also see: Thrillers, Espionage, Historical, Novelettes}

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EXCERPT FROM THE ROSEWATER DEBUTANTE
COPYRIGHT © TRACY COOPER-POSEY 2021
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They stayed silent as they moved across the sprawling dockyard to the public gates. Lined up along the street beside the curb were a mixed collection of public cabs and private conveyances, their horses all with slack hips and heads down.

“That’s the one I came in,” Daniel said, pointing to the last cab on the line. They moved over to it and Daniel opened the door for her and held out his arm to help her help.

Adele picked up her skirts and climbed up into the cab. She heard Daniel speak to the driver—no doubt giving directions, but she didn’t hear what he said for her attention was taken up by the man sitting on the bench with his back to the horses. A high domed forehead with thinning hair combed neatly flat, deep set eyes under a heavy brow, and a florid moustache trimmed neatly. Green eyes, sharp with attention and intelligence, which most people failed to notice after taking in the badly fitting, cheap suit and old fashioned upright collar he usually wore.

“Melville! Good God!” Adele exclaimed. “What on earth…are you both following me about now?”

Melville’s expression didn’t change. He wore dock worker clothes, which he must have borrowed from a genuine worker, for they were stained, wrinkled and smelly. Dressed like that, he would be just about invisible to most people, which was no doubt his intent. “You are leaving the celebration early, Lady Adelaide.”

Daniel climbed into the cab, paused when he saw Melville, and swore softly.

Adele moved along the seat, giving Daniel room beside her, as the cab rocked into motion and pulled out into the light traffic on the street.

“And you are supposed to be in London, Leighton,” Melville added.

“Yet I am here,” Daniel said flatly. His gaze was unwavering as he stared back at Melville.

Melville didn’t give way beneath Danial’s gaze the way many people did. Instead he just nodded. “Having you both here suits my needs, anyway. Where are we going?”

“Adele and I,” Daniel said heavily, “were to have afternoon tea. This is the first chance we’ve had to spend time together since Balmoral. You’ve had her running to every society event for months, while I’ve been cooling my heels in clubs playing whist with men who make the game utterly unappealing.”

“It’s all rather pointless,” Adele added, for the feeling that she was wasting her time had been growing steadily for weeks.

Melville nodded. “Tea it is, then.” He settled back in the corner of the bench and crossed his arms, his gaze upon the street beyond the window.

Daniel’s gaze met Adele’s. He grimaced.

Yes, precisely. Yet another moment when they might have been alone ruined by the man for whom they both worked, for the good of England.