Altercation by Tamara Heiner

Safety is only an illusion.


The FBI promises Jacinta Rivera and her friends that they are safe. Jaci wants desperately to believe them but weeks of hiding from their kidnapper, alias "The Hand", have left her wary. Hidden from the public eye in an FBI safe house, Jaci must reconcile both the mysterious disappearance of her father and the murder of her best friend.

The sequel to Perilous!

Genre: YOUNG ADULT FICTION / Thrillers & Suspense

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Women Sleuths

Language: English

Keywords: detective, kidnapping, mystery, true crime, suspense

Word Count: 70000

Sales info:

The book has 56 reviews with a 4.8 average and sells really well with the first book in the series, Perilous. Perilous has been translated into Spanish with German under contract. The other languages are still available.

Sample text:

Detective Carl Hamilton leaned out of the hole blown into the four-story building, studying the concrete pavement three floors below. Pine trees speckled the mountainside and swayed in the chill autumn air. 

Pulling his head back in, he examined the raw edges of drywall. It looked as though a bazooka or rocket-propelled grenade had blasted through. Similar holes dotted the rest of The Hand’s lair, and the garage door lay crumpled like a tin can in the driveway.  Had the criminal been ambushed? If so, why?

One of the local police officers poked his head through an open door. “We found a desk. It has a piece of paper with names and phone numbers taped to it.”

 The radio on his shoulder sputtered and someone spoke in rapid French. The officer said to Carl, “They are dusting the attic for prints. We think that is where the kidnapped girls were held.”

“Sir?” Another officer came in, several small, colored books in his gloved hand. “We found passports in a shoebox in the closet.”

Carl slipped on a thin plastic glove before taking the passports. The picture remained the same, but they used several different names and represented the majority of known countries. One name repeated itself several times: Jeff Truman.

Finally. A name and a face. “There’s no American passport.” Sirens went off in Carl’s head. The Hand lived too close to the border not to have an American passport. 

“He must have had it on him when the house was attacked,” the officer replied. “Perhaps he was planning a trip to the States.”

“But why?” Carl’s mind flashed to the girls, only recently rescued and tucked into an FBI safe house. The Hand couldn’t know they had been rescued. 

Book translation status:

The book is available for translation into any language except those listed below:

Already translated. Translated by João Jorge
Already translated. Translated by Kevin Munoz
Author review:
It was a delight to work with Kevin. Very professional. I would do it again.

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