The Robber Bride (Regency Historical Romance) by Jerrica Knight-Catania

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  Victoria could hardly believe her luck. After two years of working at the hospital, she’d never come down with so much as a sniffle. And now, here she was, at a most crucial time, with far worse than a sniffle. Yet the only thing to be done about it was bed rest and cool cloths to her forehead. Damn. What was she to do about Caroline and Sally? And what would Sarah do without money to run the hospital? She had already fallen behind, thanks to Fin. She couldn’t afford to fall even further behind now.

  She tapped her finger to her cheek, trying to think of a way to a) get money and b) deliver it to the hospital and Caroline. Could she sneak out of the house before dawn tomorrow? Possibly. But truth be known, she felt rather peaked. She could barely lift her head off her pillow, let alone get herself to Southwark and back.

  With a sigh, she nestled deeper under the covers. She would think about it once she’d had a short rest. Perhaps a solution would find her in her sleep.