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"No Fury Like a Woman" in for Publishing Final Review

    "No Fury Like a Woman", is a suspense crime novel.  “No Fury Like a Woman”, is the sequel to “The Pink Room”.  It is where our main character Jackqueline "Jackie" Bloodworth from the first novel "How To Ruin a Pearl", now lives her life while awaiting the trial of her assailant, copes. 
    This novel is designed to show the physical workings of what may occur after indictments are handed down in a criminal case.   It covers usual and unusual circumstances that may occur prior to any hearing after indictments are handed down in a felony case.   
    Through the character here, Ms. Jackqueline Bloodworth’s responses and feelings demonstrate the emotional, social, financial, and physical aspects of what a victim may personally feel, think and go through.  There are other characters in this novel that also demonstrate what crime may impose on the families, and friends involved.   
    This book is not intended to pigeon-hole any particular response based on culture of any particular ethnicity. Yet, this novel’s intention is to demonstrate and bring forth the hardship that victims of violent crimes suffer.  It demonstrates that the victimization is not only impacting the victims.  Yet, the crimes committed and its’ effects on friends, families, co-workers, and even law enforcement officials, as though they may not outwardly show it, show the crime’s profound effect, and how society may view such crimes of a violent nature, whether it is something such as sexual assault or domestic violence.   

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