New Release -- KENDRA’S SEARCH The Barlow Wives: Book Four by Agnes Alexander

When Kendra Fullerton’s father declares he’s moving the family from Philadelphia to far-away England, she and her younger sister, Francine, rebel. They escape by taking a long journey of their own—to Wyoming! Kendra knows her father has carried on a long-time affair with her best friend’s mother—could she and her best friend, Patrice, actually be half-sisters? Now, Kendra and Francine head to Wyoming for a visit with Patrice to search for the truth. But nearing her destination, a train wreck introduces her—in a most embarrassing way—to a handsome, but confirmed, bachelor, Garrrison Barlow.

To make matters worse, she learns that Garrison’s twin brother is married to Patrice—and he’s not about to let her forget what happened.  But Kendra cannot deny the instant attraction she feels sparking between Garrison and herself—in spite of their unorthodox first meeting.

Only a few days into Kendra’s visit, Kendra’s mother arrives from New York with an ominous man, Oliver Quizenberry, who she is determined Kendra will marry.

Kendra has no intention of wedding the strange man her mother is forcing on her. Though Garrison tries to remain steadfastly uninvolved emotionally, he is determined to protect Kendra. But Quizenberry hides a sordid and dangerous past none of them suspect. As his nefarious plans unfold, Kendra understands that Quizenberry poses a deadly threat to her entire family, especially her father, who is being held prisoner. Will Kendra find the answers she needs in time to thwart Quizenberry’s plot? Can Garrison protect the woman he’s fallen for? In an intricate web of deceit, what lies at the end of KENDRA’S SEARCH…

EXCERPT

     Just as Kendra’s eyes closed and she was about to fall asleep, the train squealed, and the wheels screeched. The car began to sway and jerk. Women screamed, children cried, and men tried to brace themselves for an impact. Carpet bags, dinner baskets, blankets and humans flew into the isles and across seats and against windows.

     Sitting in the seat beside the aisle, Kendra glanced at her still sleeping sister scrunched down and wedged in the corner. Thinking Francine was safe, she tried to grab hold of something to keep herself from being flung out of the seat. She failed.

     In a matter of seconds, she ended on top of the handsome cowboy she’d seen board the train. Though she’d been intrigued by his looks, she didn’t see where he’d ended up sitting when he entered the car. She had wondered where he was. Now she knew he must have been seated somewhere behind her, because at this moment, he was in the floor near the back of the car. She was face down on top of him, and a woman twice her size was against her, wedging all three of them between a seat and the back door.