Astrid Strick had never liked Barbara Baker, not for a single day of their forty-year acquaintance...
Shula read his text message, and the air thinned around her. Why was he sending her this? It was exactly what they had agreed he must never do.
On the night that I was born, my father, Marinus, left our home while my mother was in labour and, over the eight hours that followed, slaughtered a dozen infant boys, the sons of our neighbours and friends, each one under the age of two years.
The man lay in darkness near the cliff’s edge, staring down through binoculars at the moonlit Snake River as it wound through the Idaho hills toward the dam.
The rain woke her. She needs you. Eliza opened her eyes. She was facedown in the gravel of the hiking track, the smell of wet earth in her nose.
He knew it was her, he told me. He told me this a year after he saw her. Exactly a year, he said.
In a large auditorium in Geneva, a parliament of health officials gathered for the final afternoon session on emergency infectious diseases.
The agent, unlike the soldier, who has many friends, is surrounded by enemies, seen and unseen.
I WAS LYING ON the road next to my car, which was parked in Sydney’s inner south.
Hold out your hands and let me lay upon them a sheaf of freshly picked sweetgrass, loose and flowing, like newly washed hair.
The two girls waited for their mother on the verandah of the Bruce Rock pub, which offered shade but little relief from the heat of the late afternoon.
That was the order. Jack got it. Rijk van Delden—if that was his real name—was the only link between the Iron Syndicate and the nameless merc outfit the syndicate hired for their dirtiest hits.
BIGFOOT DESTROYS TOWN. That was the title of an article I received not long after the Mount Rainier eruption
It was November, three months after the awful day at the park when Olivia’s life as she knew it had been blown apart.