In 1812, an infamous jewel thief falls in love with the man who's supposed to be catching her.
Emmy Danvers and her brother, Luc, were proud of their father even though he was a notorious jewel thief known as Nightjar. He didn’t steal just for money; instead, his patriotic goal was to recover the crown jewels of France from locations all across Europe and return them to his home country when the Bourbon monarchy regained its throne. But when their father died, Emmy and Luc intended to let the legend of Nightjar die with him. However, after Napoleon’s defeat at Waterloo, the siblings are contacted by a man named Emile Danton, who knows they're still in possession of the missing jewels, which he wants for himself along with three final stones Nightjar hadn't collected yet. Emmy has no choice but to respond to the blackmail by stealing the stones herself since Luc was wounded at Trafalgar. The thefts put her squarely at odds with Alexander Harland, Earl of Melton. Years earlier, Emmy and Alex shared an incendiary kiss at a masquerade ball, and now he’s on her trail as an investigator with the Bow Street Runners. Alex and Emmy are pitted against each other as rivals on opposite sides of the law, and sharp-eyed readers will recognize and enjoy Bateman’s homage to the 1955 film To Catch a Thief. Although the novel has a high-energy premise, there is little tension in the execution of the plot or the romance. Due to some off-page detective work from other Bow Street Runners, Alex quickly and effortlessly deduces that Emmy must be Nightjar; but his early discovery of her identity saps all the excitement out of the promised duel of wits. Scenes of Emmy’s heists are pedestrian rather than heart-pounding. Even the romance develops without much drama, for neither Alex nor Emmy can deny their mutual attraction and they desperately want to be together.
A competent but unremarkable romance.