Liberty and Destiny: A Novel of the American Revolution
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The spark from a single candle can light a sacred flame.
From award-winning and bestselling historical fiction author Jessica James comes a novel about the high cost of liberty during the American Revolution.
Two patriots show their devotion to freedom as they struggle to survive in a war-torn country full of deceivers and spies.
He commanded a force of Patriots.
She deceived a detachment of British.
Together they learned the high cost of liberty.
Jessica James
Jessica James is an award-winning author of small town women's fiction, suspense, historical fiction, and patriotic fiction ranging from the Revolutionary War to modern day. She is a four-time winner of the John Esten Cooke Award for Southern Fiction, and was featured in the book 50 Authors You Should Be Reading, published in 2010. Her novels appeal to both men and women and are featured in library collections all over the United States including Harvard and the U.S. Naval Academy. By weaving the principles of courage, devotion, duty, and dedication into each book, she attempts to honor the unsung heroes of the American military—past and present—and to convey the magnitude of their sacrifice and service.
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Liberty and Destiny - Jessica James
Jessica James
Liberty and Destiny
What They Are Saying About Jessica James’ Books
It is a book that I think could have the impact of a Gone With the Wind.
– Jonathan A. Noyalas, Director for Civil War Studies, Lord Fairfax Community College
A moving account of two people who are drawn into an untenable conflict and find love, despite their opposing beliefs.
– Romantic Times
A riveting piece of historical fiction, very much highly recommended read.
- Midwest Book Review
Not since reading Gone With The Wind have I enjoyed a book so much.
– Sarah Winch
Liberty and Destiny
This is a work of fiction. The characters and events portrayed are fictitious or are used fictitiously.
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Copyright 2014 Jessica James
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Liberty and Destiny was a
2014 Valley Forge Romance Writers Sheila Award Finalist
Other Books by Jessica James
NEW IN 2021
SHADES OF GRAY COMPLETE SERIAL TRILOGY (June 29)
Or order individually:
Vol. 1: DUTY BOUND (June 1)
Vol. 2: HONOR BOUND (June 8)
Vol. 3: GLORY BOUND (June 15)
Print Volume will be released June 29.
Women’s Fiction/Historical
LACEWOOD
Romantic Suspense
PRESIDENTIAL ADVANTAGE
DEADLINE
FINE LINE
FRONT LINE
MEANT TO BE: A NOVEL OF HONOR AND DUTY
Historical Fiction
ABOVE AND BEYOND: A Novel of the Civil War
NOBLE CAUSE: A Novel of Love and War
(Originally Shades of Gray)
LIBERTY AND DESTINY
SHADES OF GRAY: A Novel of the Civil War in Virginia
Non-Fiction
FROM THE HEART: Love Stories and Letters from the Civil War
The GRAY GHOST OF CIVIL WAR VIRGINIA: John Singleton Mosby
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Bonus Material
Other Books by Jessica James
Connect with the Author
Chapter 1
The cunning of the fox is as murderous as the violence of the wolf; and we ought to guard equally against both.
Colonel Grant Morgan continued writing even as the sound of muffled voices and footsteps advanced in the hallway. His gaze shifted and fell upon the crumpled message lying on the desk before him, causing his jaw to tighten and his brow to crease with agitation. Returning to his work, he casually pulled a nearby book onto the paper, hiding the communication from view.
When the door opened, he glanced at the woman standing between the two guards, but it was long enough for his heart to sink with disappointment and resentment. The young lady was indeed the same one he had often seen talking to British officers. She was exquisite. But no amount of beauty or grace could make up for the fact that she was apparently a Loyalist—or worse yet, a traitor.
It was necessary to bind her hands?
He addressed the question to the guards, but had already turned his attention back to his paperwork.
She warned us she’d fight like the devil,
one of the men answered. We thought it best.
Morgan lifted his eyes, but this time, not his head. Is this true?
The woman, though obviously weary from her journey, stood with her back straight and an unwavering fortitude. Her expression was one of angry defiance, and her dark eyes flashed with sparks of outrage. Of course I gave fair warning that I will fight against this vile intrusion. By whose authority do I suffer this indignity?
Colonel Morgan stopped her with an impatient wave of his hand, but did not bother to answer. Nodding toward the door, he dismissed the two guards before going back to his paperwork. Though acutely aware of the woman standing before him, Morgan pretended to be preoccupied while waiting for the men to depart. Even after the latch clicked shut behind the last soldier, he continued with his correspondence. After making her wait a few more minutes, he began to question her, but did not cease his writing. Do you understand why you have been brought here?
He heard the woman take a step closer to his desk. Yes. You received a communication about me.
Morgan stopped writing in mid-sentence and raised his eyes with a questioning look. What do you know of the communication I received and how do you know it?
I wrote it,
she replied matter-of-factly, her tone no longer hostile.
Colonel Morgan, making no attempt to disguise his surprise, put down the quill and leaned forward. You wrote a communication implicating yourself as a spy?
Yes, sir.
She took another step forward so she now stood right in front of his desk. Her voice was soft, little more than a whisper. I needed to speak to you, and I could devise no other way to come here without raising suspicion.
"Raising suspicion? Miss, you are speaking in riddles. Why would you need to speak to me and in such a manner?"
Sir, I reside at the Spangler house, near Smithtown.
I see.
The words were said with a mixture of disdain and discontent. It was just as he thought. The residents of the house were well known for their loyalty to the Crown—so much so that British officers often used the home as their headquarters when they occupied the region.
I am in a position to—
She paused and swallowed hard as he stared at her as if she’d lost her nerve, but then hastily recovered. To overhear certain things… and I have reason to believe you have a spy within your ranks. Close to you.
Morgan stood and leaned across his desk in one movement. How dare you make such an accusation. What would possess you to say such a thing?
I cannot divulge how I know.
She stood before him with lowered head, her hands still bound behind her back. Yet I can tell you they are aware of your movements, your troop numbers, and your plans.
Her tone was even and quiet with just a hint of desperation in it.
Morgan strode to the fireplace and poked a moment at the smoky logs as he thought about her accusation. Despite his best attempts at secrecy, many of his efforts at reconnaissance had ended in a skirmish rather than intelligence gained, as if the British sensed where he was going to be and when.
He glanced back at the disheveled woman standing by his desk and scrutinized her more closely. Her hair appeared unruly and tousled as if it had been combed by the wind, and her eyes revealed immense fatigue. No doubt his men had not extended much courtesy to her during their journey. Why would she go to such extremes to seek him if she weren’t telling the truth?
I have no reason to distrust or suspect anyone close to me.
Morgan turned to face her. It would be foolish of me, don’t you think, to take the word of a perfect stranger? A Loyalist, no less?
He watched her eyes fill instantly with tears, though she turned her head to keep him from seeing them.
Why are you crying?
he asked with a severe tone, although his heart melted at the sight.
I understood there was little chance you would believe me.
Yet still you came?
She inhaled a ragged breath. The lives at stake… the treachery. I had to come.
She lowered her head and murmured. I could think of no other way.
Morgan walked to her, and put a finger upon her cheek, stopping a tear before it slid down her face. The moisture is real enough,
he said under his breath. I wonder about the claim.
She did not respond other than to gaze up at him with large, fawn-like eyes that glistened unnaturally with deep pools of liquid not yet spilled. Long, dark lashes blinked them back from behind wisps of hair straying wildly from an upswept coiffure. Her appearance seemed to confirm that his men had followed his order to make haste during the ride.
Morgan turned away, unable to face the innocent countenance peering up at him. She did not beg and bawl as most women in her situation would have, yet he still could not bring himself to believe her. These days it was impossible to decipher friend from foe. You just couldn’t tell about people these days. Not even women. Especially not beautiful ones.
You have placed me in an awkward position, Miss…
He glanced back to his desk for the note she had written.
Adair.
Yes, Miss Adair. Just how is it that you came to reside at the Spangler house? The proprietor there is—
Charles Spangler.
She looked down at her feet. My uncle.
I see,
Morgan said, rubbing his chin.
The young lady swallowed hard and her lips trembled as she talked. My parents died when I was five. I have resided there most of my life.
She shifted her weight as if uncomfortable. Not of my wanting, I assure you.
They are Loyalists?
Her eyes remained cast on the floor, quiet and calm, yet something about her told of a wildly beating heart. My uncle is a merchant. Trading with the British is his livelihood.
And yet you disagree.
He took a step closer. I guess rightly?
When she looked up her eyes were steady in their gaze of him. I believe my country is more important than individual wealth or power, that men should fight for principle not gain.
She shrugged, but he detected something brave in her spirit, something penetrating in her eye, before her focus returned to the floor. That is all.
Morgan sat on the edge of his desk and crossed his arms. Miss Adair, your story is intriguing, yet, you must admit, a bit incredible.
The risk is real, Colonel Morgan,
she replied defiantly. The time to act is now.
And yet I see neither the expediency nor the necessity, quite frankly,
he said. Unless, of course, you can show me something that would prove I should believe you.
The young woman swallowed hard and stared for a moment at the fire, giving him time to study her face. Her countenance appeared youthful and alive, yet weary and drawn as she paused to ponder his question. It was an innocent-looking, fresh face, yet somehow it spoke of wisdom and reason.
After a few long moments, she tilted her head back, exposing white flesh above her collar. She looked at him with serious intent. I have nothing but this.
Morgan took a step closer. And just what is that?
He stared at her in confusion.
It is my neck, of course,
she said in a quiet voice. The only one in my possession. And I have placed it in great danger by coming here.
Morgan threw up his hands as he walked back to the fire and began to pace. If the girl’s accusations were true, he had to begin this instant to find the informant. If he discovered she was lying, he still had her in his possession to punish as necessary. It appeared he held all the cards.
He turned back to her. Why do you think this spy, this informant, is close to me?
He walked to his desk, sat upon it with his arms crossed, and examined her carefully as she spoke, watching closely for any evidence of hesitation or doubt.
As I said, he has been reporting your numbers, your movements and your plans.
Such as?
You technically have three companies, but they number less than two.
She paused as if unsure she should continue. You have recently been supplied with a cannon, along with two dozen—
In one movement, Morgan banged his fist on the desk and stood. How do you know this?
It is not me you should be worried about,
she said determinedly. It is the British.
Morgan started pacing again, ignoring the girl as he angrily pondered who could have betrayed him. He came to an abrupt stop in front of her, deciding he had other things to take care of first. "But why are you here? What possessed you to come to me?"
She had been staring out the window, but his voice commanded her to look at him. Her eyes began to glisten as she gazed up at him. "You are foremost in resisting royal authority in