For those who have not read my latest historical novel, here is a snippet that sets the stage for the rest of the novel.

Maryland Colony, 1696

A twig snapped. Eli’s limber body froze in a crouching position and his heart began to race. His eyes scanned th rolling land before him as he peered back into the still, green, shadowy darkness of the forest.

Glancing toward the snapping sound that had caught his attention, a quick movement caught his eye—a mere flutter of a single leaf along the far side of the clearing. What was that, he wondered? Could a breeze be so slight as to move only one leaf, while all its companions did not bother to stir? Or was it something else—a shadow, a deer, or even a person along the forest’s edge?

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