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Crossing Archer Owen seemed like the last thing anybody would want to do, or so Margaret Sheridan thought. Bringing dinner to the convicted murderer was terrifying - for though he was nothing like her affluent fiancé, he stirred a hunger in her she'd never known. But that was irrelevant, for in the morning he'd be hanged. Then the condemned prisoner used her to make his getaway. In the clutches of the handsome felon, Margaret raced into the untamed West - chasing a man Archer claimed could clear his name. When they joined a wagon train headed to Oregon, Margaret wondered if there was anything Archer wouldn't do. And then he'd kissed her, and she prayed there wasn't. Suddenly, on the dusty trail to Owen's freedom, Margaret was no longer sure she sought escape...for if this bitter steamboat captain was half the man she suspected, she'd ride to Hell itself to clear his name and win his captive heart.
Crossing Archer Owen seemed like the last thing anybody would want to do thought Margaret Sheridan.Bringing dinner to the bitter steamboat captain,convicted of murder, was terrifying. Then the condemned prisoner used her to make his getaway.
VERY GOOD
A good western with romance, murder & a search for justice. Good read.
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Crossing Archer Owen seemed like the last thing anybody would want to do, or so Margaret Sheridan thought. Bringing dinner to the convicted murderer was terrifying-for though he was nothing like her affluent fiance', he stirred a hunger in her she'd never known. But that was irrelevant, for in the morning he'd be hanged.
Then the conndemned prisoner used her to make his getaway. In the clutches of the handsome felon, Margaret raced into the untamed West-chasing a man Archer claimed could clear his name. When they joined a wagon train headed to Oregon, Margaret wondered if there was anything Archer wouldn't do. And then he kissed her, and she prayed there wasn't. Suddenly, on the dusty trail to Owen's freedom, Margaret was no longer sure she sought to escape...for if this bitter steamboat captain was half the man she suspected, she'd ride to Hell itself to clear his name and win his captive heart.
Crossing Archer Owen seemed like the last thing anybody would want to do, or so Margaret Sheridan thought. Bringing dinner to the convicted murderer was terrifying-for though he was nothing like her affluent fiance', he stirred a hunger in her she'd never known. But that was irrelevant, for in the morning he'd be hanged.
Then the conndemned prisoner used her to make his getaway. In the clutches of the handsome felon, Margaret raced into the untamed West-chasing a man Archer claimed could clear his name. When they joined a wagon train headed to Oregon, Margaret wondered if there was anything Archer wouldn't do. And then he kissed her, and she prayed there wasn't. Suddenly, on the dusty trail to Owen's freedom, Margaret was no longer sure she sought to escape...for if this bitter steamboat captain was half the man she suspected, she'd ride to Hell itself to clear his name and win his captive heart.
crossing Archer Owen seemed like the last thing anybody would want to do, or so Margaret Sheridan thought. Bringing dionner to the convicted murderer was terrfiying, for though he was nothing like her affluent fiance', he stirred a hunger in her
