The Year of the Knife
Published by: Meerkat Press
Publication date: 28 November 2017
Genres: Adult, Thriller, Urban Fantasy
Sully’s investigation will drag her away from the comforts of home in New Amsterdam, the beautiful but useless hyacinth macaw that used to be her boss, and the loving arms of her undead girlfriend, in a thrilling race against time, demonic forces and a shadowy conspiracy that will do anything to keep its hold on power and ensure that Sully takes their secrets to her grave, as soon as possible.
G.D. Penman’s imaginative The Year of the Knife is a fun, fast-paced urban fantasy mystery with an engaging set of characters, most notably Agent Sully of the Imperial Bureau of Investigation.
Sully groaned. “You know that you people have an embassy. You don't have to keep turning into animals and sneaking over here every time you want to share information.”
The woman shrugged, the movement setting things into motion on her toned body. Sully had to quickly correct her drifting eyes. In all of Sully’s limited dealings with the Native Americans, she had never met one that wasn't beautiful. Maybe aesthetics were how they picked their police and spies, as those had been the only interactions Sully had with their neighbours to the west.
When the woman spoke, her accent was soft, almost musical. “If we use the channels that your Empire demands, then it is obvious that we are the ones telling you things. This is unacceptable to our own people, so we must make these compromises. I must fly across the land you stole from us as a filthy scavenger bird. You must have meetings between buildings with women who wear no clothes.” Noticing Sully's blush, the American woman tutted. “Look before you strain something. I do not know why your people have such a strange fascination.
They are for feeding babies.”
Sully grumbled but still didn't look down. “What are you here to tell me that you aren’t really telling me then?”
The woman bent to pick up the tattered skin of the seagull lying on the ground and folded it over her hand before coming closer and lowering her voice. “Your manitou has attacked our people, too. Your body thief. It took one of our people near to the border. It killed many people and we could not understand its words. A translator who had dealings with your kind came and told us what it spoke of. A year of knives. A return from a place of exile. When it became aware that we were not of your Empire, it left. It killed the one that it rode. My people thought it justice to keep this from you. I think that your troubles always overflow your borders.”
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