A stranger just put Kelsey’s boyfriend in a coma. The worst part? She asked him to do it.
Seventeen-year-old Kelsey is dealing with a lot – an abusive boyfriend, a gravely ill mother, an absent father, and a confusing new love interest. After her boyfriend attacks her in public, a stranger on the end of the phone line offers to help. Kelsey pays little attention to his words, but the caller is deadly serious. Suddenly the people Kelsey loves are in danger, and only Kelsey knows it. Will Kelsey discover the identity of the caller before it’s too late?
A romantic mystery set at a beautiful lake in the South Island of New Zealand. Andrea North is looking forward to a job at Lake Waihola as a way to escape from a man who tried to control her life, but an easy task is soon complicated by a house with a secret hoard, dead birds, and a close encounter with a callous but good looking pig hunter. When the campground dog pulls a gruesome object from the lake, Andy discovers who she can trust as the police and the pig hunter involve her in their hunt for a missing man.
Alan R. Kerr was born in Auckland, New Zealand. He was brought up outside Belfast in Northern Ireland and now divides his time between the United Kingdom and Cyprus.
Nathan Blackwell was raised on Auckland's North Shore and attended Westlake Boys High School before commencing a ten-year career in the New Zealand Police. Seven of those years were spent as a Detective in the Criminal Investigation Branch, where he was exposed to human nature at its strongest and bravest, but also at its most depraved and horrific.
The author, Bill Wicks is an ex-soldier and officer and semi retired surveyor, teaching surveying at the local polytechnic. Apart from being an enthusiastic home brewer he is also a very bad guitarist and surfer.
John Rosanowski was born in Reefton and studied history at the University of Canterbury. He has written articles on West Coast history for newspapers,magazines and the NZ Journal of History.
From the wonderfulness that is the pile of New Zealand Crime fiction.
From the Blurb:
‘Cynthia can understand how Anahera feels just by looking at her body.’
It's that time of the year where posting becomes erratic and reading consumes every spare moment. Sometimes life is hard ;)
From the Blurb:
“There was Polly’s tokotoko on the ground. Carved and polished, with its eel head, the snout inlaid with pāua. Alexia picked it up and cracked it across the cop’s shoulders. She raised it again and hit and hit. She would stop this.”
Kirsten works as a publicist and literary manager in Wellington.