Most mornings I wake up with the sound of all those church bells ringing in my ears and wonder where the heck I am. This sure isn’t Leadville, Colorado, where I’d’ve been waking up to the sound of ore carts rattling down from the silver mines and with the stink of the back alleys of State Street in my nose.

Then, I remember. This is San Francisco, 1881. And I, Antonia Gizzi, am the 12-year-old ward of Mrs. Inez Stannert, who pulled me off the Leadville streets—which really weren’t that bad. Back then, I dressed like a boy, was a newsie, and made plenty of pocket change selling newspapers. But Mrs. S, as I call her, helped me out of a tight spot and took me “under her wing,” as she likes to say. And being that she’s the one person in all the world I trust, that’s mostly all right by me.

After leaving Leadville, we came to San Francisco and now live above the D & S House of Music and Curiosities, which is plum surrounded by churches that have their bells going day and night. Mrs. S manages the store and hopes someday she can partner in the business with the owner, Mr. Donato. He’s a famous violinist here, but also kind of prissy-proper, so I need to mind my Ps and Qs. Our lives here are sure different from when Mrs. S was running Leadville’s Silver Queen Saloon and played high-stakes poker with all the silver barons and high muck-a-mucks. She’s gone all out on manners now, and I’m supposed to do the same.

Plus I have to go to school.

Blah.

It wasn’t always this way. I liked school way back when my maman and me lived in Denver, back when she was still alive. But here in San Francisco, it’s different. The school said my penmanship was “atrocious” and put me in a class with the younger kids. My teacher says my memorization is “below par” too, but that’s only because the Swinton’s Reader is so boring. I don’t want to go to school. The kids are hoity-toities. The teachers all high-and-mighty. The school is stodgified and I’m not learning nothing. . . I mean, anything.

I could learn my numbers and letters fine helping Mrs. S in the music store, but she said no dice to that. And she wasn’t very happy when she heard that I cut a boy who was a no-good hooligan and tried to bully me after class. I think she was surprised to hear that I carry my maman’s knife around with me here in San Francisco. But then, she doesn’t know that on my way home from school I sometimes like to go through Chinatown and even wander through the Barbary Coast. The Barbary Coast kind of reminds me of Leadville’s State Street with all the saloons, theaters, dancehalls and whorehouses—’Scuse me, Mrs. S says I shouldn’t use such language now that we live here in San Francisco. She says that we need to make a good impression, always, if we are going to make a new life here.

But something’s happened, and I think our “new life” is about to change. You see, one of the musicians who hangs around the store was just murdered. And now, someone Mrs. S used to know in Leadville showed up out of nowhere and is saying if she doesn’t help him, he’ll spill the beans about her “past associations” in Leadville.

Yes sirree. Things are finally starting to heat up in San Francisco!


You can read more about Antonia in A Dying Note, the sixth book in the “Silver Rush” mystery series. The first book in the series is Silver Lies.

It’s autumn of 1881, and Inez Stannert, still the co-owner of Leadville, Colorado’s Silver Queen saloon, is settled in San Francisco with her young ward, Antonia Gizzi. Inez has turned her business talents to managing a music store, hoping to eventually become an equal partner in the enterprise with the store’s owner, a celebrated local violinist.

Inez’s carefully constructed life for herself and Antonia threatens to tumble about her ears when the badly beaten body of a young musician washes up on the filthy banks of San Francisco’s Mission Creek canal. Inez and Antonia become entangled in the mystery of his death when the musician turns out to have ties to Leadville, ties that threaten to expose Inez’s notorious past. And they aren’t the only ones searching for answers. Wolter Roeland de Bruijn, “finder of the lost,” has also been tasked with ferreting out the perpetrators and dispensing justice in its most final form. Leadville’s leading madam Frisco Flo, an unwilling visitor to the city with a Leadville millionaire, is on the hook as well, having injudiciously financed the young musician’s journey to San Francisco in the first place.

Time grows short as Inez and the others uncover long-hidden secrets and unsettled scores. With lives and reputations on the line, the tempo rises until the investigation’s final, dying note.

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About the author
During the day, author Ann wrangles words for a living as a science editor/writer, while her midnight hours are devoted to scribbling fiction. She pens the award-winning Silver Rush historical mystery series, featuring saloon-owner Inez Stannert and set primarily in 1880s Colorado.

Ann’s newest book, A Dying Note, was released this month. This sixth in the series brings Inez and her ward, Antonia Gizzi, to 1881 San Francisco. For more about Ann and her novels, check out her website annparker.net. You can also sign up for her very occasional newsletter.

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