Fox Chase

By Jeff Young

Fox Chase- a steampunk short story. There is no polite way to meet over a dead body. But for Kassandra Leyden, who speaks to the dead for a living, these can things happen. Her new acquaintance, Manfred Bremstrung, has one purpose in mind- protect the King's nephew. Kassandra finds herself working side by side with Bremstrung to protect the young royal against deadly creatures with murderous intent. Sometimes the fox is not the only unfortunate to be hunted.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jeff Young
• Release date: Jun 24, 2011
• ISBN: 9781466111271

Jeff Young

Jeff Young is the managing editor of Ohio Valley ReSource, a regional journalism collaborative reporting on economic and social change in Kentucky, Ohio, and West Virginia. The ReSource includes seven public media outlets across the three states, and aims to strengthen news coverage of the area’s most important issues. Jeff previously worked for West Virginia Public Broadcasting and was a Washington correspondent for the Public Radio International program “Living on Earth.” Jeff grew up near Huntington, West Virginia, and studied journalism and biology at Marshall University and the University of Charleston. His reporting has been recognized with numerous awards, and he was named a 2012 Nieman Journalism Fellow at Harvard University. He lives in Louisville with his wife, Helen, and their daughters, Hazel and Louisa. 

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Foxchase

Jeff Young

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Kassandra looked up from the body in front of her at the man who’d just stepped into the small clearing. He tipped his head to one side, right hand coming to rest on the butt of the pistol holstered on his hip.

Well, he remarked as he considered the scene before him.

Standing up and straightening her riding skirt, Kassandra reached for the crop she’d tucked into her boot after dismounting. If he made a move for the gun, she’d only have one chance. Her horse nickered softly and minced a few steps back from her and the intruder. In the fading light, Kassandra recognized the other as one of the men from the fox hunting party. He’d kept to