In Victoria Alexander's My Wicked Little Lies, we were introduced to a married couple who had something to hide. For two years, Evelyn Hadley-Attwater was married to her husband Adrian. Before then, she was a spy known as "Eve". When she was called on again for a special assignment of theft of missing governmental files, she kept this secret to herself. Her boss was known as "Sir" and haven't been seen in person. For Adrian, he became suspicious of Evelyn, when his jealousy went wild. That's when she punished him, when he didn't trust her. From that moment on, Adrian kept a secret of himself--he was "Sir" in the flesh, and was also called upon. Between them, the sparks fly between them and danger loomed over them and took a dangerous turn for the worse. In the end, they confessed their true feelings and revealed their secrets to one another. She chose her words with care. “It seems to me, if one is concerned with secrecy, putting this kind of information into a single file is rather, well, stupid.” “In hindsight perhaps,” he said sharply. “Do not forget this is still a governmental department, and when one’s superiors make a request, one complies without question.” She raised a brow. “My, my, we are sensitive about—” A thought struck her and she gasped. “It was stolen from you, wasn’t it?”Battle of the sexes:[The h is acting as a spy & exchanging messages with her spymaster] “I beg your pardon,” a voice behind her said and she turned. An older gentleman held out a small book. “A young man at the door said you had dropped this.” She glanced at the entry. “He was on his way out and asked if I would give this to you.” The book cover was precisely the same design as that on the locket. How clever and overly complicated.Battle between women: Lady Dunwell narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “He didn’t tell you?” “Tell me what?” “No, I suppose he wouldn’t. The embarrassment, no doubt. Men like Lord Waterston do so hate to admit when they’re wrong. Still, I did have the impression that you were one of those annoying couples who share things that are probably best not shared.” “We are.” Evelyn glared. “And what was he wrong about?” Lady Dunwell considered her for a moment. “May I be completely candid?” “Can you be?” Evelyn said in a tone harder than she had intended. “Oh my.” It was Lady Dunwell’s turn to stare. “You’re a bit sharper than I had expected. I had always thought you were fairly docile.” Evelyn narrowed her eyes. “Appearances can be deceiving.” “So it would seem. I might have misjudged you.” She studied Evelyn curiously. “Oh, certainly you had something of a reputation before your marriage, but it was never especially scandalous or interesting. And since your marriage, you have been the epitome of propriety.” “Thank you.” “It was not intended as a compliment.” “Yes, I know.” Evelyn adopted her most pleasant smile.Evelyn scoffed. “I have any number of friends.” “Not so anyone would notice. Your husband’s sisters perhaps, but they are obligatory friends as they are also relations.” She thought for a moment. “However, if we are to be friends, you should know I have few scruples, my morals are questionable, and I am quite selfish.” “What a ringing endorsement for friendship.” “But I am unfailingly loyal to my friends. I am a friend you can always count on for very nearly anything.” Evelyn cast her a skeptical look. “I thought you didn’t have any friends?” “That’s why.” Beryl sighed. “Unfailing loyalty takes a great deal out of me.” “Friends do not steal their friends’ cooks.” Evelyn’s eyes narrowed. “Or their husbands.” “Yet another argument for friendship because otherwise, make no mistake, I would have your husband in a minute if the opportunity presented itself.” “We have nothing whatsoever in common,” Evelyn warned. “Oh, I would never have a friend who is exactly like me.” Beryl shuddered. “One of me in a friendship is quite enough.” Evelyn choked back a laugh. “And I can be most amusing.” She grinned. “Well?”
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I agree that the ultimate reveal was never in doubt, but it was so good getting there.
—jagh201
