Once she posed as a camp trollop to pry a colonel's secrets loose between kisses. At splendid balls she coquetted with redcoats — traitors unaware for the promise in her eyes.
Posing as a ragged boy she fled through swamps, desperately eluding the King's death regiment—minutes ahead of her executioners. She was Mistress Debby Treat, the reckless, golden-haired Virginia beauty who gambled all of herself in the cause of liberty. Except for her heart.
She gave that to a rebel soldier — who himself belonged to a Tory belle…
