Jake Kyle needed to get away and never more so than now. The political quagmire that he's help to bring to a boil is about to land on his doorstep.
Under normal circumstances he'd be more than happy to take his critics on face to face and had done just that more than once over the years. And more than once he had been the one to walk away smiling.
But this time in the midst of everything he's embroiled in, he has other far more important things to take care of. People who need him in ways they never had before. Family who counted on him though would never admit it. And one person in particular who he was not about to let down if he's given a chance to make amends.
Barely twenty-four hours later, after a few phone calls and only hours before his scathing exposé is scheduled to be published nationally, he's on his way to the city of his youth. If there was anywhere in the world he'd want to start over, take a chance on a new beginning, it would be along the stretch of the Mississippi River his ancestors had long called home. And like other family members had before him he's going back home to Burlington.
But Jake knew he wouldn't be able to lay low for long. Several best-selling books had made both his face and name recognizable to many. The war-time reporting he'd done for the long years before that didn't do much to aid in his desire for privacy... for either himself or his family.
Now he was making his way to the only place he knew where who you were had more to do with who your parents and grandparents were before you. A place where your value was the weight of your word and not the contents of your wallet. He needed all that now almost as much as he needed time. And he was willing to take whatever time he could get.
He couldn't help but feel grateful that his cousin Mary had recently returned to Burlington and seemed to be collecting houses the way others collected shoes. He'd snapped up her offer to stay in the most recent of her purchases that just ...