Release Date: October 29, 2014
Publisher: St. Martin's Griffin
Genre: Historical | Roaring Twenties
Set against the turbulent and glamorous backdrop of Prohibition and the rise of the jazz age, The Gin Lovers is a sensual and romantic story of how one high society woman’s passion and courage lead her to love.
When Charlotte discovers the shocking truth about her husband, she realizes the time to leave her marriage is now – or never. But even as she plots her next move, Jake seems to be losing faith that she will choose their love over the privilege afforded by her marriage. As everyone jockeys for power, an ambitious gossip columnist threatens to reveal Mae’s secret life, forcing her to make some big decisions about her future. As the stakes get higher all around, Charlotte realizes her only way out might be to destroy William – and the Delacorte name along with him.
Note: The Gin Lovers omninbus has been released. I chose to read the novel in serial format because my attention span these days isn't in its best form.
A quick recap: Charlotte and William's marriage has gone kaput. Mae is going to getting into a marriage of convenience just so she can get her inheritance. Jake's world is turning upside down. Fiona is caught between a rock and a hard place.
And shit just hit the fan in DANGEROUS GAMES.
This is the part of the novel where the "bad guys" are giving us the illusion that they're winning the game. So naturally, I'm infuriated by all the manipulative machinations conducted by the antagonists, William and Amelia. I'm sure that they won't have the last laugh, yet it's still hard to see their short-lived triumph over the other characters. Also, the cops are now aware of this crowd's close relationship with the bootleggers. Things are getting hairy and I'm most eager to know how things are going to get resolved. It's gotten so complicated and I don't know how Charlotte and Jack are going to untangle themselves from this sticky web of deceit and blackmail.
Bad habit of mine, I usually delay the ending. It's a mix of suspending the inevitable end, and taking a breather for another intense situation. Fingers crossed I manage to bite the bullet and read the last part, Hell Hath No Fury soon. Frankly, I'm motivated to see that dastardly haughty spinster, Amelia Astor, fall from her loftly pulpit.