After being introducted to the writer Tony Park about a year ago now ive since been on a mission to locate and purchase all of his books.His writing is addictive to any reader, he has you on the edge of your seats taking you on twists and turns you never expect to come.This book is an emotional r...
When a young American research assistant is killed by a man-eating lion, three people are devastated - Jed Banks, an American Special Forces soldier serving in Afghanistan; Professor Christine Wallis, a wildlife researcher in South Africa; and Hassan bin Zayid, a hotel magnate in Zambia. The vict...
Former Australian Army officer Mike Williams is trying to forget a troubled past - with a carefree existence as an overland tour guide in Africa. But then one day on the road, he receives word that the South African Police have some news for him. A bloody and tragic run-in with ivory hunters in ...
‘Come.’ ‘Morning, sir,’ Bryant said. ‘I’m glad you didn’t preface that with, “good”, Bryant.’ Bryant sighed inaudibly. This was going to be like his last trip to the base dentist. Long, painful and bloody. The Wingco always reminded him of a vulture – bald, hook-beaked, hu...
The lens was just a few centimetres from the little boy’s nose, close enough to see the flies crawling in and out of his nostrils and eyes. Sonja turned away from the gratuitous intrusion. The bureaucrat from the Namibian power company had not been at the site office when they returned from their...
‘Careful!’ Sannie reached out and braced herself on the dashboard with one hand. He barely checked his speed, keeping the needle close to the one hundred and twenty mark. They raced along the darkened EN1 north of Xai Xai and Tom kept a close eye on the odometer, counting ...
She sat upright and blinked. For a second she had no idea where she was. The room was dark, though a chink of light peeping around the edge of the heavy curtains told her it was daylight. The air-conditioner hummed. She’d been dreaming of the Norman church in the village w...
‘Mrs Dunn, it’s Sergeant Brooks.’ ‘OK, come in.’ The electronic lock on the gate clicked and it rolled open. Suzanne drove the stolen white Corolla inside and past manicured lawns and bright flower beds until she came to number three. The woman opened the front door and came out to meet her. &nbs...
Andrew turned to port, heading north. Brand opened his email program on his phone and scrolled back to the emails he had received from Dani at the start of the case. It seemed a lot longer ago than it was. He found the message that Dani had forwarded from Peter Cliff, with the photo of Linley Bro...