New York, 1924. The scent of bootleg gin in the shadows is as sharp as the expensive perfume in the ballrooms.
Margot Stanton has only two roles: wearing lace dresses while waiting for her wedding day, and using her lens to dig up the city’s filth under a pseudonym. Her target is The Golden Cage, the most dangerous speakeasy in Manhattan, and its owner, Vivian—the woman in a tuxedo who rules the underground with a quiet, lethal grace.
Margot stepped inside hunting for a crime, but what she found beneath the dim orange glow wasn’t a den of thieves... it was the only place in New York where a woman like her could finally breathe.
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