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(0)Wessel Ebersohn
Johannesburg, South Africa, 1974
"From the place where Cissy stood in the shadow of the usedcar dealer's sign, watching, she could see the door dearly. She had passed it coming down the road and it had been open then. Through the narrow opening she had been able to see the stack of biscuit boxes that did not seem to have been opened yet.
"The cement floor was cold, she heard feet move on the floor.
...The killings of Ray Baker and Fellows Ngcube, and the attack on Lionel Bensch's home, were only the beginning. Before long there was a steady stream of murders. Activists, trade unionists, lovers of freedom, do-gooders who did not realise how soon they were going to die: all government opponents.
When prison psychologist Yudel Gordon is offered a substantial sum to conduct an investigation privately for a group of political activists, he
...When Beloved Childe agrees to help a mother find her missing daughter she does not know what lies ahead and how complex the search will become.
The web of lies and homicidal violence she enters only becomes clear when she is called in by government agents. They know of the young woman's disappearance. They also know other things that Beloved has not yet guessed at. It is a shock to discover that the missing girl has joined a cult
...The South African highveld, 1977
"They were coming for him as he had known they would. He could see the headlights on the track far below where the first truck had stopped at the donga and the second truck still struggled up the incline. Behind him was the spur that went all the way to the crest of the hill and, just beyond the crest, the barbed-wire fence. He knew that beyond the fence there was nothing like you had on this
