He is her husband. She is his captive.
Her husband calls her Jane. That is not her name.
She lives in a small farm cottage, surrounded by vast, open fields. Everywhere she looks, there is space. But she is trapped. No one knows how she got to the UK: no one knows she is there. Visitors rarely come to the farm; if they do, she is never seen.
Her husband records her every movement during the day. If he doesn’t like what he sees, she is punished.
For a long time, escape seemed impossible. But now, something has changed. She has a reason to live and a reason to fight. Now, she is watching him, and waiting . . .
Will Dean grew up in the East Midlands, living in nine different villages before the age of eighteen. After studying law at the LSE, and working many varied jobs in London, he settled in rural Sweden with his wife. He built a wooden house in a boggy forest clearing and it’s from this base that he compulsively reads and writes.
This book will have you holding your breath in sheer horror. In terror. It describes what can happen to the unseen people, the hidden ones.
I held my breath so much reading this and my heart was almost thudding out of my chest. Yet still I couldn’t put it down. The reason? I know these horrific things happen and I wanted to know what happened.
Jane makes you feel so much for what she’s endured. You want to see her escape. As the situation escalates and the tension keeps ratcheting up, you will not be able to put this book down until you’ve devoured every single word.
I’ve eagerly awaited this book and boy was it worth the wait.