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Prologue

Those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength

They will soar on wings like eagles;

they will run and not grow weary

They will walk and not be faint.

Isaiah 40:31

My beloved father, Andrew Jackson Rutherford, was an Auxiliary Policeman for the town of Appalachia, Virginia for several years, as well as a coal mine inspector for safety.

I’ve always been interested in learning about law enforcement work. In the early 1950s, while teaching school, finishing college, and working with my church obligations, I took eighteen courses to earn a degree as a Private Investigator. My interest has remained keen. In fact, I still have my certificate and my badge. I’m only sorry I’m not presently in any physical condition to pursue an occupation of law enforcement.

This book is written differently than any I’ve written before. I hope you will accept and enjoy it. At the end of the book, under the pages “Dear Readers”, I’ve included some historical facts about the first female detectives in the early and middle eighteen hundreds.

As usual I’ve included some recipes of the area about which I’m writing.

So many of you have told me that you look for the recipes first before you read the book. I hope you enjoy these.

In all my books, I’ve taken true news and events and spun a story around them. Of course the characters are fictional. I’m still amazed at the number of men who read my books. God bless you all, and thank you sincerely.