The Record Keeper (Murphy Shepherd, #3)

by Charles Martin

I, as much as anyone, knew that hope is what feeds us. It’s the currency of mankind. The fuel of the soul. Without it, we wither and die.

Clay was the gentleman they’d hoped for but never knew. He treated them like ladies of extraordinary value.

“Unbridled, uncontested, and unaccountable power. Their money allows them to do things to and with people they could never do otherwise.”