For Nicole

He died and all I have left is a scrap of parchment with two lines written upon it. “Remember the old oak tree. For that is where I will be.” In his final letter to me, my husband left me no assurances and he wrote no declarations of love. I knew what he did, that he did not so much trade in currency, but in secrets. His power and position were built on knowing the truth behind other men’s lies and for that reason, he was murdered.  Its secrets that killed him but I know the truth and that will help me find his killer.

Coming May 16 2014 (Release date subject to change)

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