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Isaac took Marion’s hand

For a long moment, he found it difficult to speak Her beauty, her poise, and her grace never failed to reen eyes, he finally said, “I am the happiest ht noould be the happiest man in New York”

She smiled and looked away When she looked back to aze had shifted to a newspaper headline: DITCHED!

Train wrecks were a part of daily life in 1907, but to have a Los Angeles flyer crash and knowing that Isaac rode trains all the tiers in his work They were real, and she had seen his scars But to worry about Isaac encountering gun about a tiger’s safety in the jungle

He was staring at the paper, his face dark with anger She touched his hand “Isaac, is that train wreck about your case?”

“Yes It’s at least the fifth attack”

“But there is so fierce, that tells me it is very personal”

“Do you remember when I told you about Wish Clarke?”

“Of course He saved your life I hope to meet him one day to thank him personally”

“The man recked that train killed Wish,” Bell said coldly

“Oh, Isaac I’m so sorry”

With that, Bell filled her in, as was his custo all he knew of the Wrecker’s attacks on Osgood Hennessy’s Southern Pacific Cascades Cutoff and hoas trying to stop them Marion had a keen, analytical mind She could focus on pertinent facts and see patterns early in their development Above all, she raised critical questions that honed his own thinking

“Motive is still an open question,” he concluded “What ulteriorhim to such destruction?”

“Do you believe the theory that the Wrecker is a radical?” Marion asked