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London, 1851. A city of soot, secrets, and survival. When Eleanor Atwood's husband is found dead in an alley, she inherits little more than his debts - and his reputation. Struggling to keep her modest seamstress shop afloat, Eleanor is drawn into a scandal she cannot afford when she discovers a leather-bound ledger hidden among her husband's possessions. The ledger belongs to Victor Wren, a ruthless moneylender whose sudden death has sent shockwaves through London's underbelly. Inside its pages: names, dates, and damning transactions. Nobles, businessmen, constables - all indebted, all…mehr

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London, 1851. A city of soot, secrets, and survival. When Eleanor Atwood's husband is found dead in an alley, she inherits little more than his debts - and his reputation. Struggling to keep her modest seamstress shop afloat, Eleanor is drawn into a scandal she cannot afford when she discovers a leather-bound ledger hidden among her husband's possessions. The ledger belongs to Victor Wren, a ruthless moneylender whose sudden death has sent shockwaves through London's underbelly. Inside its pages: names, dates, and damning transactions. Nobles, businessmen, constables - all indebted, all vulnerable. Including her late husband. As Eleanor untangles a web of lies stretching from the docks to the drawing rooms, she realizes the truth is a commodity more dangerous than any coin. Every page she turns pulls her deeper into a game of blackmail, betrayal, and murder. And the more she learns, the clearer it becomes: someone will do anything to keep the ledger's secrets buried - even if it means silencing her forever. Haunting, suspenseful, and vividly drawn, The Widow's Ledger is a standalone historical mystery perfect for fans of Anne Perry, Deanna Raybourn, and the gaslit dangers of Victorian London. Eleanor Atwood is no society lady - but in a city where loyalty is bought and lives are sold, she may just be the last honest voice left. In London's darkest alleys, debts are paid in blood.