Amie: Cut For Life by Lucinda E Clarke

Amie's spy mission goes horribly wrong and she is stranded in the bush with 4 young children to protect from an international sex trade with a horrifying twist.

Amie: cut for life

They told Amie it was a simple look, listen and report back mission, but from the beginning everything went wrong. She is stalked across borders, the aid workers act suspiciously, she’s attacked, and abandoned in a rural African hut miles from anywhere. What has happened to her partner Simon and can she trust the charismatic Frenchman who befriends her? The discovery of an ancient tribal tradition and a group of young children to rescue, test her skills to the limit. For the first time she is prepared to kill to protect the innocent caught up in an international sex trade.

Genre: FICTION / Action & Adventure

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Action & Adventure

Language: English

Keywords: Africa, adventure, wild life, FGM, Durban, South Africa, Amie, child trafficking, abandoned, tribal traditions, rescue, kidnap, Botswana, lions, embassy

Word Count: 111020

Sample text:

1     THE SHOPPING MALL

Present day
 
“Oh, my God! It’s Amie! It’s Amie!” The shriek reverberated round the walls of the shopping mall, bouncing off the plate glass windows and echoing along the hall.
Amie froze in her tracks. The plastic shopping bags slipped out of her hands and slithered onto the floor. Was the voice referring to her? Had someone recognized her? Was it someone who knew her well? What was she going to say? How could she explain? What was worse, she could have sworn it was her mother’s voice. No, that wasn’t possible. Her parents were six thousand miles away, outside London. This was Johannesburg, South Africa, her mother wouldn’t be here. Would she?
“Now Mary, calm down, you’re imagining things. You know it’s not Amie. Amie’s gone.”
Still Amie couldn’t move; she was riveted to the spot, she didn’t even dare turn round. The mannequins in the shop window peered sightlessly at her as she stared at the reflection in the glass. Her mother’s name was Mary. It was her mother. Here, just across the hallway. Hell!
“It’s only another girl who looks a little like Amie.” Her father’s voice wasn’t convincing and Amie could feel his eyes boring into the back of her head. Did he believe his daughter was standing only a few feet away? “Remember,” he continued, “you thought you saw her in Croydon shopping centre a few months ago. That wasn’t Amie either, just a girl who reminded you of her.” 


Book translation status:

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

LanguageStatus
Spanish
Already translated. Translated by Eva Romero Lozano
Author review:
Eva has always been prompt and given us excellent quality. She responds very quickly to communications and we look forward to working with her again in the future.

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