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JP Maxwell
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Writer, flâneur, filmmaker, animator, history bore and drinker of especially good coffee, none of that instant muck.
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THE AMERICANS OF ABERCROMBY SQUARE, the new, gritty historical thriller by JP Maxwell.

How the trail of the Lincoln Assassination led all the way to Liverpool, England.

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Chapter 28 – THE PATH TO SALVATION
New York City, December 24th, 1865

"'From the moment we first lost sight of the American shore, till we landed at Liverpool, our gallant steamship was the theatre of an almost constant discussion of the subject of slavery..."
Chapter 27 – SURRENDER AT THE TOWN HALL
Liverpool, November 6th, 1865
"‘The carriage waits for them by the dock for the short journey up Water Street, to complete the formalities in what he now knows is the very last act of the war.
‘This damned world is going to pot, Irvine.’"
❄️ Liverpool, Nov 1865. Rain, sleet, hail — the Mersey ready to freeze. George’s Dock is as far from Dixie as it gets… 🌊
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⏳ “They must both make the most of their borrowed time.”
Liverpool, 1865: Harriet & Dudley walk beneath shadows of April, armed with a telegram from Adams Sr.
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Chapter 24 – THE HISTORY OF STUPID IDEAS
Liverpool, October 24th 1865

"Grace’s carriage trundles down Water Street towards George’s Landing Stage on this murky, still morning. Tall masts and smoke stacks peek through the gloop. Here they are, again."

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Chapter Twenty Three - BUSTING UP THE HUSTINGS

"I would tell you, as erstwhile, de facto Governor of New Orleans and its New French environs, that your commander-in-chief is spouting bubbles of drivel again."

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Chapter Twenty Two - ALL DOWN TO THE CROWN AGAIN

Liverpool, October 19th, 1865

"They enter through the double doors. Diarmuid is on the other side of the bar, serving Aston a pint of fresh milk. They’ve a cow out back, and it is a nice sideline from the booze."
Chapter Twenty One - THE EUSTON EXPRESS

"American intelligence got them this information, but if the British are to find a smoking gun, the perfect rogue agent is Harriet Farrell: disaffected, unhinged and even a bit Irish, all of which has a convincing ring to it."

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Chapter Twenty - The Dead Rabbits
Liverpool, 17th October 1865

"Yet again, Harriet considers sapping the bitch right here and now to extract the information, then going in gung ho."
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A view of St James Cemetery in Liverpool, circa April 1865.

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Chapter SIX

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Chapter FIVE

"A sweet and sultry morning in the city. Bits of masonry, splinters of wood and roof tiles scattered about the ground indicate that a big blow has just passed. It has freshened up the air just about enough to make it tolerable for the two young ladies who alight."
Chapter 2

"Bang.
Dang.
Got him. Actually. Got him. Almost as dammit square in the back of his head. The slug thudded into his brain and there ain’t a man alive who might survive that, twitch, groan and splutter as he may."

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"It is a chilly spring evening to be sitting out on the porch, but she does so every evening, come wind, rain or shine. The rickety wicker rocking chair creaks as she moves back and forth, aligning its motion with the brooding swell of the Irish Sea."

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