By Rachel Aaron
Eli Monpress is terrific. he is incorrigible. And he is a thief.
He's additionally nonetheless at huge, which drives Miranda Lyonette loopy. whereas she's been kicked out of the Spirit courtroom, Eli's had lots of time to plot his subsequent event. yet now the tables have became, simply because Miranda has a brand new task -- and a chance to catch a definite thief.
Things are approximately to get intriguing for Eli. he is picked a winner for his latest heist. His objective: the Duke of Gaol's recognized "thief-proof" fort. Eli understands Gaol is a catch, yet what is lifestyles with out demanding situations? other than the Duke is among the wealthiest males on the earth, a wizard who ideas his duchy with an iron fist, and an obsessive perfectionist with just one pastime: Eli.
It turns out that everybody is attempting to find Eli Monpress.
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