Dead Dead Girls
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In this terrific series opener, Afia evokes the women s lives in all their wayward and beautiful glory, especially the abruptness with which their dreams, hopes and fears cease to exist. --The New York Times
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In this terrific series opener, Afia evokes the women s lives in all their wayward and beautiful glory, especially the abruptness with which their dreams, hopes and fears cease to exist. --The New York TimesThe start of an exciting new historical mystery series set during the Harlem Renaissance from debut author Nekesa Afia
Harlem, 1926. Young Black women like Louise Lloyd are ending up dead.
Following a harrowing kidnapping ordeal when she was in her teens, Louise is doing everything she can to maintain a normal life. She s succeeding, too. She spends her days working at Maggie s Café and her nights at the Zodiac, Harlem s hottest speakeasy. Louise s friends, especially her girlfriend, Rosa Maria Moreno, might say she s running from her past and the notoriety that still stalks her, but don t tell her that.
When a girl turns up dead in front of the café, Louise is forced to confront something she s been trying to ignore two other local Black girls have been murdered in the past few weeks. After an altercation with a police officer gets her arrested, Louise is given an ultimatum: She can either help solve the case or wind up in a jail cell. Louise has no choice but to investigate and soon finds herself toe-to-toe with a murderous mastermind hell-bent on taking more lives, maybe even her own....
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PROLOGUEWinter 1916
The wind whips against her face. Snowflakes stick to her hair, her cheeks, her eyelashes.
She s disoriented as she tries to find her way home. The sun set at four in the afternoon, but it s much later now. It s so dark that it feels as if blackness has swallowed up the city. She s making her way down the streets, relying on streetlamps and muscle memory. It s impossible to see in the snow.
She knows two things: first, that she s going to be in big trouble for being so late; second, that it s not going to be easy to locate her house in this terrible storm. It s a small home. She s the oldest of four girls. The youngest are twins high energy and overly demanding of her patience. It s exhausting to keep them in line. They don t behave as they re supposed to. Even worse, they re all crammed into one bedroom.
They live with their widowed father and his sister. Her aunt is strict, but her father is ruthless. He works in the church and has high standards for his children. She also suspects he resents all of them for not being boys. He can snap at any time, for any reason. Anything she can do to protect the twins, she will do.
What s the world like outside of this place? she wonders.
Maybe someday she ll find out.
Maybe not.
She s crossing the street now, turning the collar of her coat to the wind, the residents of Harlem passing her by. They all seem to be in the same rush, wanting to get home and out of the cold. The stove will be nice. She s going to sit in front of it until her face is glowing from the heat. After that, maybe she ll read. Or perhaps write a letter using the new fountain pen in her pocket, which she bought earlier in the day. Or maybe
Someone grabs her from behind, a pair of hands that seems to have come out of nowhere. She tries to pull away. She slams her elbows back. Kicks hard. Her hands ball into fists and she turns to throw a punch. But it s too late. A raggedy cloth presses over her nose and
... mehr
mouth.
The world spins. The buildings blur.
After a few seconds, it all goes black.
She won t be going home tonight.
Her hands are shaking. That s the first thing she notices. They re tied tightly behind her back. She immediately begins trying to get loose. The room is small and dark. In the distance, maybe a few steps away the blackness is so bewildering that she can t tell for sure someone is crying softly.
The winter cold has settled into her bones. The tips of her fingers have gone numb; her feet, too. Her coat is also gone. It provided some comfort against the cold, but now she s trembling under her thin clothes.
She blinks as her eyes adjust. How long has she been here? A day? A week? She has no idea. The last thing she remembers is trying to get home, then fighting as hard as she could to free herself from someone s grasp. But that could have been a month ago. She could be in an entirely different city, maybe even a different state.
Her eyes are heavy. She wants to go back to sleep. Just for a moment, she thinks. Maybe if I sleep for a bit, I ll wake up and find myself next to the stove in my house. But she knows better than that. If she closes her eyes again, she may never wake up. It s too cold in here. Her stomach is swirling. Cramps tear through her legs in gripping waves.
She must stay awake and alert.
The room is even smaller than she d first thought. Now that the dark isn t as menacing, she can make out the dirty walls. And she s not alone. There s a girl with smudges on her face several feet away, curled into a little ball, one arm tied to the wall. Next to her is another girl. They re leaning on each other for warmth, or
The world spins. The buildings blur.
After a few seconds, it all goes black.
She won t be going home tonight.
Her hands are shaking. That s the first thing she notices. They re tied tightly behind her back. She immediately begins trying to get loose. The room is small and dark. In the distance, maybe a few steps away the blackness is so bewildering that she can t tell for sure someone is crying softly.
The winter cold has settled into her bones. The tips of her fingers have gone numb; her feet, too. Her coat is also gone. It provided some comfort against the cold, but now she s trembling under her thin clothes.
She blinks as her eyes adjust. How long has she been here? A day? A week? She has no idea. The last thing she remembers is trying to get home, then fighting as hard as she could to free herself from someone s grasp. But that could have been a month ago. She could be in an entirely different city, maybe even a different state.
Her eyes are heavy. She wants to go back to sleep. Just for a moment, she thinks. Maybe if I sleep for a bit, I ll wake up and find myself next to the stove in my house. But she knows better than that. If she closes her eyes again, she may never wake up. It s too cold in here. Her stomach is swirling. Cramps tear through her legs in gripping waves.
She must stay awake and alert.
The room is even smaller than she d first thought. Now that the dark isn t as menacing, she can make out the dirty walls. And she s not alone. There s a girl with smudges on her face several feet away, curled into a little ball, one arm tied to the wall. Next to her is another girl. They re leaning on each other for warmth, or
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Autoren-Porträt von Nekesa Afia
Twenty-four-year-old Nekesa Afia just finished her undergrad degree (bachelor's in journalism, with a minor in English) and is a publishing student. When she isn't writing, she's dancing, sewing, and trying to pet every dog she sees. She's been writing since she was a child and this is her debut novel.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Nekesa Afia
- 2021, 336 Seiten, Maße: 13,9 x 20,9 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Berkley
- ISBN-10: 0593199103
- ISBN-13: 9780593199107
- Erscheinungsdatum: 20.08.2021
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
Praise for Dead Dead GirlsTightly paced, razor sharp, and with a wonderful no-nonsense protagonist, Dead Dead Girls made me fly through the pages. Ms Afia is one to watch." Evie Dunmore, USA Today bestselling author of A Rogue of One s Own
Debut author Nekesa Afia brings 1920s Harlem to life in this twisty tale of murder and betrayal where nothing and no one is as it seems. --Victoria Thompson USA Today Bestselling Author of Murder on Wall Street
'Though she be but little, she is fierce.' Shakespeare might as well have been describing Louise Lloyd, the flawed yet fantastic protagonist in Afia's debut set in 1920s Harlem. I loved the world that Afia created and can't wait to follow Lou and her friends on their next adventure. Come for the wonderfully diverse and twisty mystery, stay for the amazing 20s slang and fashion. --Mia P. Manansala, author of Arsenic and Adobo
A wholly original, unputdownable thrill ride of a debut from a writer to watch. You heard it here: Louise Lloyd is about to become your new favorite protagonist. Intensely paced and masterfully rendered, Dead Dead Girls is a glittering, irresistible mystery. --Laurie Elizabeth Flynn, author of The Girls Are All So Nice Here
Finally, the Jazz Age heroine we deserve! You ll never forget Louise Lovie Lloyd, the fast-dancing, even faster talking protagonist at the center of this tightly-plotted mystery. Come for the music, stay for the murder. Eliza Jane Brazier, author of If I Disappear
Dead Dead Girls expertly combines killer suspense with a heroine to die for .Debut author Nekesa Afia expertly creates an intricate mystery in a lush setting with a strong female main character that is so captivating I'd read a whole book of her doing nothing more exciting than baking a cake. Dead Dead Girls is a must read! -Olivia Blacke, author of Killer Content
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