The Last Confession of Thomas Hawkins
"Tom Hawkins is one of the best protagonists to come along in years. Magnificent!" – Jeffery Deaver
"A terrific historical thriller." – Missourian
"As good as her stellar debut… Pitch-perfect suspense." – Publishers Weekly, starred review
London, 1728. Tom Hawkins is headed to the gallows, accused of murder. Gentlemen don't hang and Tom's damned if he'll be the first – he is innocent, after all. It's hard to say when Tom's troubles began. He was happily living in sin with his beloved – though their neighbors weren't happy about that. He probably shouldn't have told London's great criminal mastermind that he was in need of adventure. Nor should he have joined the king's mistress in her fight against her vindictive husband. And he definitely shouldn't have trusted the calculating Queen Caroline. She's promised him a royal pardon if he holds his tongue, but there's nothing more silent than a hanged man. Now Tom's scrambling to save his life and protect those he loves. But as the noose tightens, his time is running out.
No one thought Tom Hawkins would hang. Not until the last moment.
Gentlemen don’t hang; not even ones found guilty of murder. Hawkins wasn’t much of a gentleman, that was true, but he came from a good family. A good family with good connections. The pardon would come. Sometimes the Marshal kept it hidden deep in his pocket, only to pull it out with a flourish when the procession reached the gallows. A bit of drama for the mob. A lesson, too: an act of mercy is always a lesson.
This is what Hawkins tells himself as his cart rolls slowly out of Newgate Prison. The pardon will come. I