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1893 . . . Jennifer
Crawford, the peacekeeper in a well-to-do Boston family rife with anger,
deceit, and even treachery, was born to
solve mathematical mysteries at a time when women are only beginning to venture
from home and into the world of commerce and politics. Beautiful and shy, she
struggles to find the courage to face a scheming mother and guide a father
denying their familial dysfunction, hesitant to traverse the volatile economics
banks are facing at the turn of the twentieth century. But danger threatens
when she discovers the crimes of an abusive man determined to make Jennifer his
own.
Zebidiah Moran, chief
of staff for a new senator in Washington, is determined to uncover the lovely
Jennifer’s secrets and guard her from danger. But will his sacrifices be enough
to keep her safe?
Excerpt:
The carriage rolled to a stop at a discreet side door on the
massive stone building that was the Crawford Bank, and her father stepped out.
“Take Miss Crawford to the lobby.”
Jennifer pulled her gloves tight as they rounded the corner
and then accepted the doorman’s help down the two carriage steps. She drew
herself up as she’d seen Jolene and her mother do on so many occasions,
straightening her back, and slowly turning her head from side to side.
Gentlemen stopped on either side of the dark carpet that went the entire way to
the bank’s marble foundation.
The doorman nodded and opened the door for her to enter.
“Good morning, Miss Crawford.”
Snow had begun to swirl around her, sprinkling white on her
dark blue walking coat and velvet hat, the pheasant feather dipping with each
step. The men who had stopped to let her pass were tipping their hats or
removing them.
“Good morning, McAtee! It is a lovely morning, even with
this wretched snow.”
“Let me hold my umbrella over you so you don’t get wet,” a
young man shouted, and received laughter in reply from the men around him.
“Thank you, but I’m almost inside,” she said, and tossed her
dark blond curls over her shoulder as she smiled brightly at the man holding
his umbrella out to her like an offering.
Jennifer entered the bank with a nod to the doorman.
“She smiled at you, boyo,” another man said to the man
holding the umbrella. “Lucky dog, you.”
“She did,” he replied, still staring at the now closed bank
door. “She did.”
“I time my mornings to be just here when she arrives,” the
man said. “’Twas a dreadful stretch when she was away. I thought I’d right died
when she come back.”
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Holly Bush
writes historical romance set in the U.S.in the late 1800’s, in Victorian
England, and recently released her first Women’s Fiction title. Her books are
described as emotional, with heartfelt, sexy romance. She makes her home with
her husband in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania.
Connect with Holly at www.hollybushbooks.com and on Twitter
@hollybushbooks and on Facebook at Holly Bush.
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