{"id":382,"date":"2013-05-30T03:14:51","date_gmt":"2013-05-30T03:14:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/zionbookworks.com\/?p=382"},"modified":"2020-07-06T10:30:42","modified_gmt":"2020-07-06T10:30:42","slug":"moroni-smith-in-search-of-the-gold-plates","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zionbookworks.com\/?p=382","title":{"rendered":"Moroni Smith In Search of the Gold Plates — Book 2"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Book Two in the Moroni Smith Adventures SERIES<\/strong><\/p>\n

by Thom Duncan<\/strong><\/em><\/a><\/p>\n

FANTASY \/ ADVENTURE<\/p>\n

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Who would want to steal the Gold Plates? Well, anyone would!<\/strong><\/p>\n

Moroni Smith, Orrin Porter Rockwell VII and Gadget Gunderson, of the Church Special Projects division, are engaged in yet another fingernail-biting adventure as they try to recover the stolen Gold Plates from a splinter faction claiming divine right and stewardship of those legendary Plates. Their adventures take them from the rocks and caves of Southern Utah to the lush hills of the Finger Lakes District in New York state as they follow the trail left for them by the megalomaniacal leadership of The Brethren of the Lord.<\/p>\n

More of the work of the cover artist, Melita Lee, can be seen HERE<\/strong><\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

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EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER ONE:<\/h1>\n

“What\u2019s the sign we\u2019re looking for?” I asked. I had to practically yell to be heard above the sound of the river\u2019s rushing water.<\/em>
\n “We\u2019re lookin\u2019 fer two towerin\u2019 rock walls,” said Port, “archin\u2019 over the river. When we find that, there\u2019s a campsite just beyond it. We\u2019ll find Gray there.”<\/em>
\n I had asked the question more to calm my own nervousness than to get an answer. I looked up at the sheer sides of the rock walls that rose above us. There was something about being out in the open like we were that caused me great anxiety.<\/em>
\n I shouldn\u2019t have worried. I was in the very capable hands of the direct descendant of Porter Rockwell, Joseph Smith\u2019s legendary bodyguard. If there was anyone I could feel safer with, I didn\u2019t know whom. And what aid Port couldn\u2019t give with his wit and strength, Gadget could with her intelligence and her electronics. And, to top it off, they were my two best friends in the world.<\/em>
\n A mosquito suddenly nipped me on the ear. I slapped the side of my head and as my hand came away, I noticed it was covered with blood.<\/em>
\n Then I heard the gun shot.<\/em>
\n “Duck!” said Port as he pushed me to the bottom of the boat. “Somebody\u2019s shooting at us!”<\/em>
\n I heard a second shot and felt it whiz past my face. I could tell by the angle of the bullet that it had come from somewhere to my right. I rolled, drawing my own gun, and got off a random couple of shots. I didn\u2019t know if they hit anything, but it would make our attackers sit up and take notice. I heard another gun report over my right shoulder and knew that it was Port firing.<\/em>
\n “Over the side!” yelled Port.<\/em>”<\/p>\n

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