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Sins of the Father - Christian Romance
Sins of the Father - Christian Romance
Sins of the Father - Christian Romance
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Eva Perrault is creating a new life. She has a new name, a new home and, most importantly, a life away from her wealthy, famous and corrupt father. A life away from the affluent world she's known since she was a child. She's looking for a life of meaning and purpose. That's why she takes on a temporary position with a Christian, nonprofit tutoring center in Brooklyn, New York. There she meets the young, hardworking, associate pastor Ian Campbell who runs the charity. As days turn into weeks, Eva becomes much more than a temporary data entry clerk. She proves invaluable to the organization and to Ian, with whom she is becoming much closer than she expected. But, when the tutoring center is threatened, a secret from Eva's past comes back to haunt her. She has a difficult choice to make. She can tell Ian who she really is and face the wrath of her influential father, or stay silent and allow the center to be caught up in another one of her father's schemes….

A Standalone Short Story with no cliffhanger! 

LanguageEnglish
Release dateNov 21, 2018
ISBN9781386039518
Sins of the Father - Christian Romance

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    Sins of the Father - Christian Romance - Johanna Jenkins

    Sins of the Father

    Chapter 1

    Eva Perrault stood just across the street from the small building that housed her new temporary assignment. She breathed calmly, trying to relax and slow down her heartbeat. But it didn’t seem to be working. She was nervous.

    The building was not imposing at all. It was a small, red brick store front with a peeling sign that read ‘Harvest Church Tutoring Center’ in faded white letters on the front. Graffiti adorned either side of it as it did most of the buildings in this part of Brooklyn, New York.

    An outsider would not be able to imagine why an immaculately dressed young woman with sleek blonde hair, tall heels and designer accessories would be intimidated by a ramshackle building. But, an outsider wouldn’t have a clue as to what Eva Perrault had, been through.

    Your name is Eva Sutton, she whispered to herself. You grew up in Queens. Your dad’s a teacher, your mom’s a nurse.

    She’d repeated this invented back story over and over again, hoping that she start come to believe it herself. It didn’t quite work that way.

    In the back of her mind, she was still Eva Perrault, the girl from Manhattan running from her father and her own past.

    Hastily, she reached into her small, Dolce and Gabbana clutch purse and pulled out her smartphone. The numbers 8:56 glared accusingly back at her. As though reminding her that she had planned on being five minutes early. Now, she would barely make it on time.

    Realizing that she could not stall any longer, she took one last, deep breath and made her way across the street.

    When she reached the inside of the office, she was surprised to find that it was every bit as cluttered and ramshackle on the inside as it was on the out.

    A front desk with a pile of papers stacked on either side of it greeted her. In the middle of the desk stood an ancient-looking computer and landline phone.

    A dark, gray hue hung over the entire room as sunlight forced its way in through grimy windows. There were a few faded posters on the wall.

    Hello? Eva called to the back of the room. She could see a dark hallway with a flickering light behind it, leading to what looked like two office doors.

    She was beginning to wonder if the temp agency had sent her to the wrong address, when one of these doors flew open and a tall, wiry figure rushed out.

    As he made his way quickly towards the front desk, looking down at a stack of papers in his hands the whole time, Eva realized that this figure was a man who looked to be only a little older than her. His short, curly dark hair looked frazzled. He stared down at his papers through small spectacles that balanced precariously on the bridge of his nose.

    He stopped at the front desk and set his

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