Cameron McGill is flawed yet strong and when her journalist sister, Carrie, dies in circumstances so out of character, she is forced to look beyond the line fed to her by the police. Unable to accept the advice of friends and colleagues, McGill decides that her sister deserves more than a dismissive shrug of the shoulders and the 'shit happens' attitude of officialdom. Her nightmare journey through the seedier side of cosmopolitan Amsterdam is a constant reminder that all is not as it seems.The individuals she meets along the way: the German Businesswoman with an agenda of her own; Hellen, a lesbian cop who irritates and then intrigues our heroine and the street people, the vulnerable and the young are all skilfully drawn. With a backdrop of squats, unhelpful officials and drug-induced danger that is never very far away, Needle Point delves into very murky waters indeed. An impressive debut... hugely believable characters and bright as a button prose. The Guardian: "...deserves to be read by more than a niche market. Cameronhas the short hair and the big Harley-Davidson of a dyke the straight world would recognise. When she can't get over her sister's mysterious death in Amsterdam, she sets off to conduct her own investigation... this The Guardian: "...deserves to be read by more than a niche market. Cameronhas the short hair and the big Harley-Davidson of a dyke the straight world would recognise. When she can't get over her sister's mysterious death in Amsterdam, she sets off to conduct her own investigation... this is an excellently paced, well-plotted thriller."
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