Flashback, sequel to Déjà Vu, is on schedule for publication next month. I’m currently working on the blurb — the catchy description you typically find on the back of the physical book, or in the Amazon description in the case of an ebook. I’m not sure whether it’s good or bad. All I know is I’m terrible at writing these things. If you have any comments, I’d appreciate them.
A fifty-year-old mystery is about to be solved.
Summer, 1947: Avro-Lancastrian ‘Star Dust’ reports a successful trans-Andean flight from Buenos Aires to Santiago, and signals its intention to land. Four minutes prior to touchdown, it sends the letter sequence ‘S-T-E-N-D-E-C’, then silence. Star Dust vanishes along with all passengers and crew.
Winter, 2003: German Freedom Flight DFU323 crashes in the Bavarian National Forest. The only clue to its fate is the co-pilot’s final transmission, shouted against the roar of failing engines: ‘Stendec! Stendec!’
Jem Shaw, an English student, is now on the run in Germany. Her one hope is a woman who should have been onboard DFU323: the mysterious Saskia Brandt. Pursuing them both is a man called Cory. He might be a soldier. He might be a hitman. He wants to stop Jem Shadw and find Saskia Brandt — wherever she is.
The enigmas of DFU323 and Star Dust will lead back to a startling conspiracy that reaches fifty years into our past — and one hundred years into our future.
It’s shit, isn’t it? You can tell me.