Author:
Paul W. Feenstra is a historical fiction novelist. Meticulously researched and detailed, his character driven novels create a dramatic window into our chronicled and complex past. Born in Wellington, New Zealand, in 1959, to Dutch immigrants, Paul still commutes to Los Angeles, California, where he worked as a multiple ‘Emmy’ nominated entertainment industry professional.

Will justice prevail over greed and ruthless ambition?

July 1839, without the permission of the English Government, the New Zealand Company ship, Tory, quietly departed England, anxious to reach New Zealand with the utmost speed. Expedition leader, Colonel William Wakefield’s objective is clear –  acquire millions of acres of valuable land from the natives at the lowest possible price.

On board the Tory, Andrew and Eleanor Stewart, young Scottish emigrants indentured to the New Zealand Company, are excited at the prospect of beginning a new life in a perfect town called Britannia. It’s the Utopia the company promised. 

Boundary highlights adversity as settlers struggle to survive the hardships of a new colony. Where mounting claims of illegally obtained lands and deception force local Maori chiefs to resist. How much more can they endure before they finally take action and revolt? 

Caught between the loyalty to their employer, and helping Maori, Andrew and Eleanor encounter schemers and murderers as they challenge the powerful New Zealand Company and the men who govern. Meticulously researched, Boundary is a story of greed and injustice, and draws attention to an often-misunderstood dark passage in New Zealand’s early colonial history.

Boundary

Wakefield Office and Residence, Thorndon


"Open wide," coldly instructed Dr. Isaac Featherstone. "Tongue out, please."


William Wakefield obediently did as he was told, as Isaac used a tongue depressor and peered over his spectacles, studying closely the inflamed throat of his patient.


"Jacket off and undo the top four buttons of your shirt, please," ordered Isaac, his tone less than friendly.


"What's got into you, Isaac?" asked William


"Shhh," admonished Isaac as he placed his stethoscope on William's chest. 


It wasn't lost on Wakefield that Isaac hadn't warmed the instrument before touching the cold metal to his skin.


Featherstone moved the scope to a new location. "Big breath in... good, ...now out."


Isaac stood back, removing the scope from his ears, extracted his fob watch from his pocket and grabbed Williams's wrist, checking his pulse. Wakefield remained quiet allowing Isaac to perform his diagnosis. 


"You're ill!" stated the doctor coolly.


Chapter 73