Chapter ONE - Weebly

who abused my family and me with such violence are
responsible for the death of Berson’s daughter.”
“You know this as fact, Your Honor?”
“I know it from what I’ve seen, from what was done
to me. This mob was whipped to a frenzy, not just that
night, but over the course of weeks. It was bad enough
what was done to Oliver’s properties. But then to
compound it like this.” He had been speaking very
quickly and he paused now, pulled a handkerchief from
his pocket, and dabbed at his upper lip with a shaking
hand. “They were exhorted to these acts of barbarism
by James Otis and Peter Darrow and Samuel Adams,
and every other carnival barker who claims to be a
champion of … of liberty.” He said the word as if it
were an imprecation. “And then they were directed
through the streets by that cutthroat, Ebenezer
Mackintosh.” He dabbed again at his lip, folded the
handkerchief, and stuffed it back in his pocket. “If you
want to find Jennifer Berson’s killer, I would suggest
you start with him.”
“With Mackintosh, sir?”
“He is being held down the street at the gaol. At