Sarah Castile glared at the telegram. She'd agreed to take on a special assignment in Italy for a number of reasons, the foremost being the pleasant autumn weather. The rest of Europe was ghastly this time of year. And now, the remnant Allied network she'd thrown her lot in with wanted her to pack up and go to Russian-occupied Germany, of all places. Neither her German nor her Russian accents were up to snuff. She'd have to spend the journey practicing.

Once before, a many-times-great aunt had become the Huntsman in a time of need. If a worldwide war did not qualify as a time of need, Sarah had no idea what did. Her brother had inherited the mantle of the Huntsman as the men in her family had done for over a century and a half. But while he remained in Cobalt City protecting the home fr...

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