4★
“Quinn and this man are the only two people for miles around. Whoever this is, wherever he came from, he needs medical attention, urgently. Then his arm flings up and a cold hand clutches Quinn’s wrist.”
Shudder! For some reason, I have always found that scenario terrifying - an unconscious person suddenly leaping back to life and on the attack. I’m sure it comes from the classic Audrey Hepburn movie “Wait Until Dark”, which if you’ve never seen, do!
That’s from the prologue, and we are told it is Tuesday 7 February 6pm. Before each chapter is the name of a character the day, the date, and the time.
Quinn’s encounter happened during a torrential downpour on a remote road, and Quinn was already nervous about having misjudged her timing to get back to the outback pub where she lived and worked. But people in rural and regional areas know that there may not be another vehicle for a long time, especially when a storm has been forecast.
The main characters are a couple, Hayley and Scott, students in Adelaide, South Australia, who decide to drive from Adelaide straight north to Darwin, camping along the way. Hayley has felt things are stale – Scott is gaming on his computer all the time and ignoring her. She hopes getting out beyond wi-fi and mobile coverage will encourage him to focus on her, on them.
“This drive from Adelaide to Darwin wasn’t the most exotic choice, it was one of the cheapest. And Hayley hopes it will help assuage her guilt at not having seen much of her own country. She’s tired of hearing international students’ travel stories in class and not being a part of it. It took several dedicated months to convince Scott it was the perfect time for a road trip.
‘When we graduate and get jobs, we’ll only have four weeks’ holiday a year,’ she’d said. ‘That’s not much.’
‘Gee, thanks for the reminder,’ Scott said.
‘C’mon, a road trip will be fun.’
‘We don’t have the money.’
‘It’s not expensive! We don’t need hotels, we just need a tent.’
‘You’re forgetting the biggest cost.’
‘What?’
‘Fuel.’
‘We can get a few others to drive with us, share the cost.’
Scott made the same tart expression he always did when Hayley suggested anything new. ‘I guess we could do that, but who are we going to invite? Everyone we know is either busy or I wouldn’t want to be stuck in a car with them.’
‘Let’s advertise on a travel website or forum or something.’
‘That’s how you meet serial killers.’
Hayley had slapped his arm. ‘Stop it! I’m being serious. I wanna do this.’”
You can see what a bundle of fun Scott is (not). But they find an attractive Brazilian environmental campaigner, Livia, and a tall, skinny Dutch guy with very good manners and a kind of warped sense of humour.
But back to Quinn. She’s a young woman from a remote cattle property that went bust during the drought, and she’s now in charge of emptying the house before it’s sold. Meanwhile, she lives and works at the Pindarry, a roadside ‘hotel’ with rough cabins and a campground. Tourists stop for insta-worthy photos, and it’s the local pub for the region.
Its young owners, Matt and Andrea, with a three-year-old son, run the place with only Quinn for help. Chapters move between the road trip and the Pindarry, beginning in extreme dry heat and shifting to the torrential rain we are told is coming from the prologue.
When Andrea is stuck alone at the Pindarry (Matt's away, helping a neighbour), a motorcycle gang arrives - just as the storm is beginning to threaten - and where is that Quinn? Still not back?!
“Bikes rev again and Andrea wraps her arms around herself. The engines crescendo and several riders appear at the window’s edges.”
There were a few times where I felt I had to suspend disbelief, but I just kept going and enjoyed the terrifying ride. I think most readers will do likewise, and I’m not going to spoil anyone’s fun by saying what they are here.
Thanks to NetGalley and Simon and Schuster for the copy for review.