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Quinn turned from the rail just as the steamer lurched over a hidden sandbar. He heard a squeal just before he was undercut by a girl who hit the deck and slid into his ankles. He twisted and just missed falling onto the girl, landing beside her. As he scrambled to his feet, Quinn managed to pinch the hem of the girl8217s skirt and cover her bloomers. She clutched his outstretched hand with both of hers, and he pulled her to her feet.Tears filled her eyes as she said, 8220I8217m so sorry! I slipped. I did not mean to trip you.82218220You couldn8217t help that. This old tub hit a sandbar, and you just kept going.8221They both realized Quinn still held her hands. The girl giggled, but was slow to pull her hands back.It was a strange beginning of a friendship. Perhaps it would grow to be more. Unseen hands grasped for riches, and methods held human life and human souls in contempt. Could love sprout and thrive in such a climate? Ride along as the Blue Angel sails into the heart of the fight over wealth.