Much better than I thought it would be, but she captures the India of that era well, for a Westerner. Her writing is wonderful.
In summary, Dominic Felse and his Tossa are manipulated by her actress mother into acting as (very young) escorts for the child of another famous, wealthy and neglectful actress into India. India! OMG, I as an adult would hesitate to bring a valuable child into a such completely foreign place like that, without a known face, not even a photo of the girl’s long-absent father, escaped back to India after a bitter divorce. Who to trust? Obviously no one, after the girl is abducted. But decisions to trust someone have to be made, equally obviously. It does turn into quite a nail biter- might make a great Bollywood film, actually, music and all.
My husband visited a dozen years later, and India had changed, mainly in the greatly increased population and therefore the amplification of all the sights, sounds and smells that Peters describes. I would say that of the writers about modern (post WWII) India I have read, Ruth Prawer Jhabvala is best (but then she is a native-born Indo-Westerner married to an Indian), followed by Rumer Godden (Kingfishers Catch Fire).
Peters makes a brave attempt and largely avoids the racist and colonialist thinking and judgement traps. The fact remains, India even today is another world to many, not just Westerners; ranging from horrifying, shocking, cruel, casual, to beautiful and mind-boggling sights, sounds, smells. Proud of their ancient and learned cultures and language from which so many others derive, much of which they (or at least, the masses of citizens) have, unfortunately, left far behind. Every month in the current news bears this out, sadly. Hard to avoid making judgements.