By Nevada Barr
The five-week New York Times bestseller, now in paperback.
Running from an offer of marriage from Sheriff Paul Davidson, Anna Pigeon takes a put up as a brief supervisory ranger on distant backyard Key in Dry Tortugas nationwide Park, a small grouping of tiny islands in a average harbor seventy miles off Key West. This island paradise has secrets and techniques it should maintain; not only within the current, yet in shadows from its gritty earlier, while it served as a jail for the Lincoln conspirators in the course of and after the Civil battle.
Here, in this final lick of the USA, in a massive crumbling fort, Anna has little corporation apart from the occasional sunburned vacationer or unruly shrimper. while her sister, Molly, sends her a packet of letters from a great-great-aunt who lived on the citadel together with her husband, a occupation soldier, Anna's myth lifestyles is full of visions of this long-ago time.
When a mysterious boat explosion-and the invention of unidentifiable physique parts-keeps her anchored to the current, Anna reveals crimes of earlier and current ultimate in on her. A tangled net that used to be woven sooner than she arrived starts off to threaten her sanity and her existence. bring to a halt from the mainland via miles of water, terrible cell provider, and sketchy radio touch, and aided through one law-enforcement ranger, Anna needs to locate solutions or climate a hurricane to rival the hurricanes for which the islands are recognized.
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He stood stiffly to one side as Anna heaved towel, fins, snorkel and water bottle onto the dock. Bob was a strange fit with the park. He'd been there for eleven years and clearly loved the place. He said, and Anna believed him, that he never wanted to work anywhere else and intended to serve out his remaining six years till retirement at the Fort. Anna suspected his desire to remain in this isolated post was due only partly to his love for the resource. A good chunk of it, she theorized, was because nowhere else could he live such a rich and rewarding fantasy life without coming head-to-head with the cynicism of his fellows.
I almost laughed, but Molly worked so hard to bring us up in the church after Mother and Daddy died, I didn't have the heart. With my fussing about Tilly I hope you're not getting the impression I am sorry to have her here. I am sorry, but only for her. Tilly deserves more from her sixteenth year than to be marooned on an ugly world full of unhappiness, heat and sickness. Selfishly I am glad she's come. She is so much company for me. As you know, Joseph rarely talks-at least not to me. Saving it for his beloved "men" I suppose.
Wind was more or less a constant on DRTO, and the NPS boats were tied to both sides of their slips to keep them from banging into the sides of the dock. Fenders could only do so much when the winds flirted with hurricane force. "I'll be sure and thank her. " Anna asked. Teddy, short for Theodora, was Bob's wife. " He stood stiffly to one side as Anna heaved towel, fins, snorkel and water bottle onto the dock. Bob was a strange fit with the park. He'd been there for eleven years and clearly loved the place.