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Code Runner Excerpt
Jason at the scene of the crime
When he opened his eyes, it felt like the world had ended.
The light filtering through the slatted boards burned his retinas and it took several slow blinks to clear the spots from his vision. Something soft was pillowed beneath his cheek, a thick line of spittle trailing from his dry, swollen lips. He protruded his sandpaper tongue but it was parched like the desert.
Somehow, he got his hand under him and pushed his body upright. His left arm smarted as he straightened it, a sticky red smear across the crease of his elbow. His skin throbbed with aging bruises, the reds turning to purple across his pale Celt’s skin. What had he done last night?
The memory flared across his brain and, in an instant, he knew—the cocaine, the shop, Stuart, Rich, Mickey…
The syringe.
Jason clapped a hand to his elbow, scratching at it as if he could claw the drug from his veins. He felt sick and light-headed, fragile like the icy crust of a January puddle.
“Get up, Carr,” he told himself and forced his legs under him. The rush of blood away from his head made him stumble and he retched acid onto a discarded blanket. Amy was gonna go spare.
Jason shielded his eyes from the light and took an uncertain step forward. He had to find the door. He had to get home. Amy would know what to do. She’d Google it and everything would be fine.
He cracked his eyes open to look for the exit.
And then he saw him.
He was laid out like a sacrifice, shirt torn and discarded around him in constellations of cloth. His arms and legs were spread, the bare skin mottled with bruises, jeans blooded and cast aside.
But the most striking thing was the switchblade planted in the centre of his chest, straight through the breastbone. And all Jason could think was that it was odd how there wasn’t more blood. Killing a man with a knife like that—there should be more blood.
But then how much blood could the body of little Dai Jones really hold?
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About the Author:
Rosie Claverton grew up in Devon, daughter to a Sri Lankan father and a Norfolk mother, surrounded by folk mythology and surly sheep. She moved to Cardiff to study Medicine and adopted Wales as her home.
Her first short film Dragon Chasers aired on BBC Wales in Autumn 2012. She co-wrote the ground-breaking series of short films The Underwater Realm. Her debut novel Binary Witness was published by Carina Press in May 2014.
Between writing and medicine, she blogs about psychiatry and psychology for writers in her Freudian Script series, advocating for accurate and sensitive portrayals of people with mental health problems in fiction.
Currently exiled to London to train in psychiatry, she lives with her journalist husband and their pet hedgehog.
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Book Two of The Amy Lane Mysteries
Ex-con Jason Carr has faced down the toughest thugs in Cardiff, but being assistant to a brilliant, eccentric hacker who hasn’t been outdoors in ten years has its own challenges. Still, he and Amy Lane can solve cases even the cops can’t crack. And when a corpse washes up on a beach, Jason can’t resist chasing the clues—or defying Amy by infiltrating the very gangs he once escaped.
Amy is distraught when Jason’s pursuit gets him framed for murder. He’s thrown back in prison where he’s vulnerable to people who want him dead. He needs Amy to prove his innocence. Fast.
But Amy hasn’t been honest with him—her panic attacks aren’t getting better. And now, with everything that makes her feel safe ripped away, she must stand alone, using her technological skills to expose a baffling conspiracy and a new kind of online crime. Can she clear Jason’s name before danger closes in?
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