The Number 8
The trip of a lifetime could be murder… When Dante’s best friend Asmir offers to pay for them both to take a bus trip around New Zealand, he leaps at the opportunity. He needs to get away from it all for a while; the recent loss of his uncle, the end of his relationship, even his uni course.But as they set off on their scenic adventure, Dante and Asmir quickly realise that their trip might not be quite as relaxing as they had first thought. The bus is full, the trip long and the mix of different personalities could be deadly. When events take a sinister turn, Dante and Asmir begin to wonder if they’ll make it back home…alive.Do not miss the new book from the author of The Seventeen
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The trip of a lifetime could be murderâ¦
When Danteâs best friend Asmir offers to pay for them both to take a bus trip around New Zealand, he leaps at the opportunity. He needs to get away from it all for a while; the recent loss of his uncle, the end of his relationship, even his uni course.
But as they set off on their scenic adventure, Dante and Asmir quickly realise that their trip might not be quite as relaxing as they had first thought. The bus is full, the trip long and the mix of different personalities could be deadly. When events take a sinister turn, Dante and Asmir begin to wonder if theyâll make it back homeâ¦alive.
Do not miss the new book from the author of The Seventeen
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The Seventeen
The Number 8
Joel Arcanjo
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First published in Great Britain by HQ in 2015
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E-book Edition © June 2015 ISBN: 9781474035538
Version date: 2018-09-20
JOEL ARCANJO
was born in London, raised in Portugal until the age of five and then moved to Devon. At eleven, whilst on a rugby scholarship to a South African boarding school, he was an eye-witness to a violent armed robbery. He has been an avid reader of anything crime-related ever since. Whilst attending boarding school in West Sussex he particularly enjoyed sport, drama and creative writing. Since his gap year working at a school in Adelaide, Australia, he has been studying Criminology with Applied Psychology at the University of Aberystwyth. He wrote his first book in the summer of his second year at University. Graduating shortly, he hopes to pursue a career in crime writing.
For my fellow passengers on the Funky Chicken Kiwi Experience Bus Tour Jan, 2011.
Contents
The barrister stood on the steps of the Old Bailey, Londonâs most famous court, ready to address the nation. He was nervous. He hadnât spoken in front of this many people outside of a courtroom. In there, it was his domain. He was used to murder trials. He was confident, charismatic and incredibly calm. Out here, in front of the nationâs media, it was a different story.
His tongue was sticking to the roof of his mouth and water didnât help. A bead of sweat threatened to fall down his already shiny forehead, but he wiped it away without anyone noticing. He had been stood in front of the microphones for two minutes already, but he hadnât spoken. The man next to him, a PR specialist, was tasked with introducing him. He listened to the manâs words. The barrister had an impressive list of accomplishments.
He was up. He took a step forward and took a deep breath.
âLadies and gentlemen of the press. I stand here proud. Proud to tell you that a judge and a jury of your peers have found my clients ânot guiltyâ. â
He paused for applause and he was right to, the applause was deafening. People cheered and whistled. It went on for about a minute before he raised his arm for silence.
âThis verdict is not only important for my clients, but itâs important for our country. We will not stand forâ¦â But that was all he got out because somewhere in the crowd somebody was ready to have their sixty seconds of fame.
