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How do you rescue someone who has already been found?

Jen is at her wit's end. Her 15-year-old daughter has just been found after going missing: four days lost and alone in the desolate countryside. Lana won't talk about it. The police think the case is closed. But Jen can't leave it alone. Lana is acting strangely: she stops going to school, she sleeps with the light on. With her daughter increasingly becoming a stranger, Jen is sure the answer lies in those four missing days.

But will Lana ever reveal what happened?

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  • Paperback

    9780241327654

    January 22, 2019

    Viking

    336 pages

    RRP $26.00

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  • Hardback

    9780241327623

    May 15, 2018

    Viking

    336 pages

    RRP $48.00

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  • Trade Paperback

    9780241327647

    April 16, 2018

    Viking

    336 pages

    RRP $37.00

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  • Whistle in the Dark
    Emma Healey

    EBook

    9780241327678

    May 3, 2018

    Penguin eBooks

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Extract

The end

‘This has been the worst week of my life,’ Jen said. Not what she had planned to say to her fifteen-year-old daughter after an ordeal that had actually covered four days.

‘Hi, Mum.’ Lana’s voice emerged from blue-tinged lips.

Jen could only snatch a hug, a press of her cheek against Lana’s ‒ soft and pale as a mushroom ‒ while the paramedics slammed the ambulance doors and wheeled Lana into the hospital.

There was a gash on the ashen head, a scrape on the tender jaw, she was thin and cold and wrapped in tin foil, she smelled soggy and earthy and unclean, but it was okay: she was here, she was safe, she was alive. Nothing else mattered.

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