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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
A THOMAS DUNNE BOOK FOR MINOTAUR BOOKS
.An imprint of St. Martin’s Publishing Group.
CITY OF SAINTS.
 Copyright © 2012 by Andrew Hunt. All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America. For information, address St. Martin’s Press, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10010.  www .thomasdunnebooks .com   www.minotaurbooks.comLibrary of Congress Cataloging- in- Publication DataHunt, Andrew E., 1968– City of saints / Andrew Hunt.—1st ed. p. cm. A Thomas Dunne Book.” ISBN 978- 1- 250- 01579- 2 (hardcover)  ISBN 978- 1- 250- 01580- 8 (e-book)  1. Socialites—Crimes against—Fiction. 2. Corruption—Fiction. 3. Murder—Investigation—Fiction. 4. Salt Lake City (Utah)—Fiction. I. Title. PR9199.4.H858C58 2012 813'.6—dc222012030078First Edition: November 201210 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
 
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“It is enough. This is the right place.”
Brigham Young uttered those words when his wagon reached the mouth of Emigration Canyon and he gazed out at this valley. That was almost eighty- three years ago. July 24, 1847. We celebrate that date in Utah— Pioneer Day—  with picnics, fireworks shipped in from China, and, to the extent that it can be called “revelry,” revelry. On this bitter cold winter’s morning, at half past seven, I stood on the opposite side of the valley and to the south of the vantage point the prophet enjoyed all those years ago. Maybe “enjoy” is the wrong  word. When he first laid eyes on the Salt Lake Valley, Young was recovering from a bout of Rocky Mountain spotted fever, or— as doctors now call it— tick typhus.Closing my eyes to the icy wind cutting my face, I pictured Young, wasting away in the back of his covered wagon, arms and face splotched with rashes, plagued by headaches and muscle pain. If he came out of that canyon now, on this cold February morning in 1930, he’d see a different place than he saw in ’47: a city with  wide roads, clanging streetcar bells, ten- story buildings, and a huge
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