You Had Me at Heist (Wimpole Street Widows Society, 2)

When Widow Iris Rumford discovers that her late mother's groundbreaking botanical research has been stolen—and is about to be published under her greatest adversary's name—she has exactly one plan: steal it back.

Set against the glittering, gossip-laden world of Regency London, *You Had Me at Heist* is the second book in Christina Britton's irresistible Wimpole Street Widows Society series, and it arrives with all the wit, warmth, and smoldering tension readers have come to expect. Iris has already survived enough hardship to last a lifetime, and the sisterhood she's found among her fellow widows has slowly helped her piece herself back together. But justice for her mother's legacy? That, she'll fight for tooth and nail—even if it means going head-to-head with the most infuriatingly attractive guard she's ever encountered.

Oliver Beckett is not supposed to find the woman attempting to rob his employer quite so compelling. A scandal stripped him of his career as a Bow Street Runner, and this position guarding a lord's prized botanical collection is his last lifeline—his mother and sister depending on every shilling he earns. He cannot afford distractions. He certainly cannot afford *her*.

Yet every stolen glance and sharp-tongued exchange between them crackles with something neither can ignore. Because the line between adversary and accomplice has never felt so dangerously thin.

Can two people on opposite sides of the same secret find their way to the same side of the same heart?