Howard Egan has left his life at sea to try his hand at the new america. A dream of owning land and a better life for himself. More than anything he wants to find a woman to spend this new life together. To his surprise he finds her on his first day on shore. He just didn’t expect her to be so beautiful or to be so harsh.
Thrown into the middle of a political firestorm between a Mormon missionary and local business men. Tasked with being the Mormon’s Bodyguard Howard has to find a way to secure his love, fulfill his duty and keep himself and the Mormon alive.
Howard looked around and noticed that two men who had been watching the shop were no long standing across the street. He had seen them when the pulled in. At the time he wondered why they were just standing around. Their absence now was troubling.
He took from his pack a small wood carving knife and a block of oak. He had brought them to keep him busy as he watched the peoples’ coming and goings. Mostly people were about their afternoon errands. He started to whistle an old Irish jig he remembered his father singing while he worked. It had kept with him for many years.
Down the way, Howard could make out a small group of approaching men. The crowd parted to make way for them. There looked to be about five of them, all in their mid or earlier twenties.
He tried not to stare at them or let them know he had even noticed them. The crowd continued to clear away before them. Howard swore under his breath. This was just what he needed on the first day of the job.
He stood casually and walked to the front door of the publisher. Inside he found Erastus, Winchester and what must have been the publisher. The publisher was a round man covered in ink.
“Men, it is time for you to go.”
Erastus looked worried and started to make his way to the front door. Howard held out his hand. “Nope. That way,” he said pointing towards the back of the shop. “You will find a door back there that leads to a small alley. Once out, take a right. You will find that it leads to the next street over.”
All three men looked dumbfounded at his knowledge of the building and town. “Go!” Howard almost yelled at them.
He didn’t wait to see if they listened. He dodged back out the front door and had just made it back to his seat when the small group of men came up to the shop.
“Look what we find here, boys,” the lead man said.
Howard looked up from his carving. “Morning Mr. Clark. I see the arm is healing.”
“Damn you Howard, I should kill you where you sit.” Edward Clark said, dropping all pretense of politeness.
Howard leaned back and relaxed, putting the block of wood back into his pack. “I think you should at least wait tell your arm is fully healed before embarking on such a foolhardy task.”
“Where are the Mormons?” a tall blond man in the back rank asked.
“There ain’t no Mormons around here. Sorry to disappoint you.”
Another man to Edwards left stepped forward. “Don’t lie to us. We know there in the publisher’s office.”
“Well, it sounds like you know where they are. So why did you ask?” Howard had started to pick at his nails with the knife.
A man, who had almost been cowering behind Edward, stepped out and made eye contact with Howard. “Let’s get em,” he said.
Howard didn’t turn his eyes away, meeting the man’s gaze firmly. The other man broke his gaze first and looked down.
Author Jeremy Maughan
Jeremy Maughan a seventh generation member of the LDS Church, was born February 1978 in Provo Utah. As a young man he had a passion for reading. One of his fondest memories is laying on the back on his parents boat reading for days at Lake Powell. He would spend days reading Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman, David Eddings,Terry Pratchett and many of great fantasy writers. He says that the only way he passed English in high school was because his teachers allowed him to turn in book reports as extra credit.
After High School Jeremy attended Devry Institute of Technology and studied to become a programmer. After two semesters he dropped out, having already landed a great programming job. He didn’t find the need to continue his education to get a job he already had.
A few short months after dropping out of school he was convinced by a close friend, who was a recent convert to the LDS church, to serve a mission. In May of 1997 he was called to serve in the Oregon Portland mission. He reported to the MTC just 6 weeks after submitting his mission papers. There he gained a deep testimony of the gospel that has stayed with him throughout his life.
Once he returned home from his mission his love of the North West pulled at him and he moved to Seattle to pursue his profession programming career. While attending institute his meet the love of his life and married her for time and all eternity in the Timpanogos Temple. In their 14 years of marriage they have had 5 children. Two boys and three girls.
Jeremy’s writing career started with a simple 30 day challenge and the desire to fulfill a item on his bucket list. Wanting to do a challenge to write every day for 30 days he needed something to write about. After days of struggle he was studying the writings C.S. Lewis and was inspired by the story behind The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. Jeremy decided to follow in Lewis’s footsteps and write about his own children. A story was hatched and he set out to write a novel for his kids and about his kids.
He caught the writing bug and has written many stories for his family and friends. His most recent work, “ZIon’s Call” is a full length historical fiction novel based on one of his ancestors and his conversion to the gospel.