THE BOOK "WOUNDS OF STONES" BY SIMON BECKETT

And the sun, the fields, the wheat fields, the brook, the grove ... Everything is frozen in a stillness. The heat is overwhelming us. And there is silence. In this idyllic landscape, the narrator enters the luxury audi on the vapors of gasoline. But this is not Dr. Hunter. We do not know - and we will almost never find out - who she is. We know he's running away. And that he is afraid. She is afraid. And we with him. And for him. Although we do not know at all - and we will almost never find out - is he a victim or maybe a murderer ...