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Stairs goes to kitchen o er dere. Right round the corner in a kitchen is
more stairs, go up to  nother floor. Bedrooms is dere. Mr. Devereaux
is in corner o er udder end of house from da kitchen. Dat be where he
prob ly take her.
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He led the way up the steps and opened the kitchen door. He
showed them the second set of stairs and moved out of their way.
Eagle blew out the lantern.  Stay here, old man. We will call when it
is safe.
They slipped off their shoes.  Damn it, Jed, if you can t walk
quieter than that, just stay here. You sound like a herd of buffalo
stampeding. No, I mean it. Stay here and do not move again until you
hear something.
Jed swore under his breath, but understood when Eagle
disappeared into the black and he could hear not so much as a whisper
of movement. Damn Indian, he thought.
Eagle heard a voice as he neared a close door.  All of them,
Lucretia. Take it all off and lie down on that bed. You can see it, same
as I can. I am going to hurt you, then fuck you to death. Bitch.
Black Eagle heard the sound of a fist hitting skin. He pushed
through the door, knife drawn. In the shadowy room, he could see
white skin on the bed and the form of a man hovered over her.
Without another thought, he released the knife and the man fell
sideways to the floor. He ran to the bed, scooped up the wet-faced
little woman, and held her close.
Jed heard Eagle s voice and raced to the open door. He saw and
heard what Eagle and Lucretia said to each other in the following
moment. It was as if a knife cut through him, but he had known this
was true since the night before their rescue. She was not his and never
would be.
 Lulu, you are safe now. I swear to God, no one will ever hurt you
again as long as I am alive.
It was too dark to see, but she knew who it was. No other arms in
the world could feel like this. No other man had his smell or the body
that held her to him. He kissed her eyes and felt the cloth in her mouth
as he touched his lips to hers. He pulled it out and kissed her torn lips
gently.  I love you, Lucretia Lucinda Sawyer. Now and forever.
 And I love you, Black Eagle Grant. Now and forever.
310 Beverly Sims
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Beverly grew up on the Oregon Coast where the stormy surf and
rugged cliffs made perfect backgrounds for her first few novels. Her
move to Central Florida, where she now lives with her husband,
opened a new world of bayous and critters that live in them, and set
the scene for another novel.
She and her husband love traveling this great country in their motor
home. You never know what might be around the next bend.
To love to write is to love to read.
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beverly@simsbooks.com
Also by Beverly Sims
Blizzard of Lust
Plantation of Lust
Oasis of Lust
Caroline s House
Black Bayou
Witness Tree 1: The Legend of Summer Swan
Available at
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