THE SECRET OF BOW LANE

Twelve years after his reported death in 1870, Katharine Holloway’s husband is still making trouble for her.

Not till after the Devonshire sank with all hands off the coast of Antigua did Kat realize Joseph Bristow wasn’t even her husband; he’d already been married to another woman when he took Kat to the altar and to bed and left her pregnant. Now Charlotte Bristow has come to Mount Street, where Kat works as the Bywater family's cook, with a bold-faced request: Could Kat join her in looking for a substantial pot of money Joe was reputed to have left behind? Kat, already dedicated to spending every free hour with Grace, the daughter she’s placed with her friend Joanna Millburn so that she can keep the girl's existence secret from her employers, is far from eager to collaborate with the woman who looks down on her as a paramour. But encouraged by Daniel McAdam, a friend who does dangerous freelance jobs for Scotland Yard, she agrees to make inquiries and soon learns that Joe not only wasn’t really her husband, he wasn’t really Joseph Bristow, either. He was the leader of a thieving gang who’d surreptitiously returned to London after being transported to Australia, and he wasn’t aboard the Devonshire when it went down but was bashed to death shortly afterward. Apart from the difficulties of reopening a 12-year-old case, Kat finds herself drawn into the orbit of a series of powerful men who’ve linked Joe to a robbery of the Royal Mint that would have provided a handsome legacy well worth it for Kat to have killed him for.

The plotting is a tangled mess, but veteran Ashley gets the upstairs-but-mostly-downstairs milieu just right.