EXCERPT: My allocated task du jour was to read up on recent incidents involving baby snatching. I knew I was tossed this one because it was a desk job, and therefore safe for the pregnant woman - keeping the resident arsehole happy. And even though I knew everyone was looking out for my interests, it didn't stop me from resenting it a bit.
The office felt very empty, as everyone else was out in the big, wide world doing what seemed like more hands-on and productive work. The lack of people energy in the room made the task feel even more grim and lonely, but, nevertheless, I settled down to do the bizzo.
I was aware there had been a couple of examples of baby abduction in Dunedin in recent years. Smithy had given me the heads-up on them. He was a born and bred Dunedinite, and although not assigned to those particular cases at the time, he remembered the furore they caused. I was only a recent arrival to the city, so they hadn't lodged in my memory. The case that did loom large in my consciousness though, was the alleged baby trafficking exploits of Minnie Dean, who was a legend in these parts, and not for good reasons. But considering that all went down in the late 1800s, I didn't think she'd be on the current list of suspects. Hers was a bloody sad case all around, really, and she had the dubious honour of being the only woman ever to be hanged in New Zealand. After the demise of some of her charges - and carelessly burying the bodies in her backyard - she was found guilty of infanticide. She was hanged in the Invercargill jail in 1895. Being a Southland girl, I was brought up on threats of being sent to Minnie to be 'looked after' if I misbehaved, which being young and impressionable at the time, resulted in plenty of nightmares. Gee, thanks for that, Mum.
ABOUT 'EXPECTANT': A killer targeting pregnant women.
A detective expecting her first baby…
The shocking murder of a heavily pregnant woman throws the New Zealand city of Dunedin into a tailspin, and the devastating crime feels uncomfortably close to home for Detective Sam Shephard as she counts down the days to her own maternity leave.
Confined to a desk job in the department, Sam must find the missing link between this brutal crime and a string of cases involving mothers and children in the past. As the pieces start to come together and the realisation dawns that the killer’ s actions are escalating, drastic measures must be taken to prevent more tragedy.
For Sam, the case becomes personal, when it becomes increasingly clear that no one is safe and the clock is ticking…
MY THOUGHTS: Where have I been? How come I have never read anything by this brilliant New Zealand author before this? I have not been living under a rock - honest - though you may be forgiven for thinking so. And it's so refreshing to read something set in Dunedin, a city that has been largely ignored in New Zealand fiction.
Expectant is a whirlwind of a book. Relatively short at 246 pages, each and every one of them packs a punch. I loved every page. I loved the characters of Sam Shepherd and her best friend and flatmate Maggie. I really want to know what happened between Sam and Smithy - she no longer trusts him. Her boss is a thorn in her side - attention-grabbing and misogynistic, Sam thinks of him as 'the resident arsehole'. She has a great relationship with the pathologist, a childhood friend, and several other allied professionals. But Paul - the father of her child? She loves him but continues to keep a little of herself in reserve, detached, and Paul knows it.
I read this with my heart in my mouth. Occasionally I just had to close my eyes and just breathe for a while before I read on.
Although Expectant is #5 in a series, it is easily read as a stand-alone and, having done that, I am now going back to #1 and play catch up.
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THE AUTHOR: Vanda’s first novel Overkill, was written while juggling the demands of a 6 month old baby and a two year old. She suspects the prologue to Overkill was written in a state of sleep deprivation induced paranoia brought about by middle of the night feeds and imagining every awful thing that could possibly happen to her family. None of them ever did. Reading that prologue still makes her cry.
A little time has elapsed and the six-month old and two-year old are now young men. As well as trying to raise two wonderful human beings, she has added three more Detective Sam Shephard novels to the series and written the stand alone psychological thriller The Faceless.
As well as being a crime writer, she hosts a monthly radio show on Dunedin’s Otago Access Radio called Write On, where she interviews local writers, and catches the odd international super-star if they’re in town.