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She was built for precision, control, and survival. The Red Room prepared her for everything - except landing in a Victorian bathroom in 1882.
When a mission goes catastrophically wrong and a device transports Scarlett to a century she was never meant to reach, her only option is the one a young man in a towel offers her: a name, a household, and the strangest marriage proposal she's ever received.
It's a cover. Nothing more.
But Sherlock Holmes doesn't leave anomalies alone - and Scarlett is nothing but anomalies. As something darker begins to surface beneath Oxford's ancient stones, the line between cover story and something far more complicated starts to blur.