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       Critical Praise for

       HANNAH ALEXANDER’S

       Novels

       SILENT PLEDGE

      “I found a gaggle of caring, interesting people who stole my heart with their struggles and made me cheer with their triumphs. Bravo!”

      —Lisa Samson

       SOLEMN OATH

       “Solemn Oath absolutely hit the ball out of the park. Hannah Alexander is going to have a hard time writing fast enough to keep up with reader demand.”

      —Debi Stack

       SACRED TRUST

      “Alexander is great at drawing the reader into her story line and keeping them hooked until the resolution of the plot.”

      — Christian Retailing

       A KILLING FROST

      “Running dialogue and a few twists will keep romantic suspense fans coming back for more.”

       —Publishers Weekly

       DOUBLE BLIND

      “Native American culture clashes with Christian principles in the freshly original plot.”

      — Romantic Times BOOKreviews

       GRAVE RISK

      “The latest in Alexander’s Hideaway series is filled with mystery and intrigue. Readers familiar with the series will appreciate how the author keeps the characters fresh and appealing.”

      — Romantic Times BOOKreviews

       Silent Pledge

       Hannah Alexander

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      In memory of our beloved cousin,

       Mark Mercer Patterson,

       December 24, 1954 to April 14, 2000.

       Cheryl’s childhood playmate and defender.

       May his courage and tender heart live on in the

       character of Clarence Knight.

      We wish to thank Joan Marlow Golan and her

       excellent staff for giving us this opportunity to share

       our books with a new reading audience.

SILENT PLEDGE

      Contents

       Prologue

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Chapter Fifteen

       Chapter Sixteen

       Chapter Seventeen

       Chapter Eighteen

       Chapter Nineteen

       Chapter Twenty

       Chapter Twenty-One

       Chapter Twenty-Two

       Chapter Twenty-Three

       Chapter Twenty-Four

       Chapter Twenty-Five

       Chapter Twenty-Six

       Chapter Twenty-Seven

       Chapter Twenty-Eight

       Chapter Twenty-Nine

       Epilogue

       Questions for Discussion

       Prologue

       O dira Bagby sat on the edge of her great-granddaughter’s twin-size bed, soaking a thin washrag with water from an old mixing bowl. She squeezed out the excess and applied the rag to Crystal’s hot tummy. Odira winced every time seven-year-old Crystal coughed.

      The hoarse crackle and wheeze sounded loud in their small three-room apartment, and the little girl bent double with the effort to breathe. Her pale, blue-veined face was flushed, and her mouth opened wide as she gasped for breath. The sound of her struggle was worse than a nightmare. Odira caught herself automatically trying to breathe harder and heavier, as if she could take in extra air for Crystal.

      The room smelled like Vicks, even though Odira knew that rubbing the ointment on Crystal’s bony chest probably wouldn’t help. It’d never helped before, except to ease Odira’s arthritis for a while and make her feel as though she was at least doing something. Her hands always stayed sore and swollen from the thumping she did on Crystal’s back and chest. Crystal had cystic fibrosis.

      “Gramma,” Crystal whispered, stiffening her neck to push the bare sound from her

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