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Time is running out.
on 4 October 2017
Dusk, a wood fringed lifeless lake, little Emily hastens back home... Darkness advancing behind her, the sun slipping below the foothills. Are the gathering shadows sheltering a terrifying presence?
Tick tock… The Boogie man, the Body Farm, the CIA, the just, the brave, the altruistic, the hedonistic, the sordid agent, the furtive lovers. Time is fleeing, some are falling, others failing, others dying, some stumbling, others thriving.
A sting of initial suspicion skilfully injects the reader with an almost intolerable tension. Friendship is tested to the limit. I read this book twice every couple of years since it was published. The first paragraph is my interpretation of one of Dr Scarpetta’s discussions.