Having
spent most of her life in London, Sarah quit her job in the nonprofit sector in
2009 and took off on a round the world trip with her husband and daughter on a
mission to find a new place to call home (a journey that was documented on her blog and which is shortly to be published as a book).
After almost a year spent traveling the
world, they settled in Bali where they lived for five beautiful years before
the vagabonding urge became too great and they decided to embark on Can We Live
Here part two. They are currently located somewhere between India, London,
Canada and the US.
As
well as writing young adult novels and screenplays, Sarah also writes adult
fiction for Pan Macmillan (Simon & Schuster in the US) under the name Mila
Gray.
Her
first adult novel, Come Back To Me, was published in June 2014. The second,
This One Moment, will be out in August 2015.
ABOUT THE BOOK
Together with a car thief called Jay, Liva manages to escape the
massacre - but now the two of them are alone in New York, trying to outrun two
killers who will stop at nothing to find them.
When you live on the edge, there's a long way to fall.
AN EXCERPT
The
three cops in the room go running past me in a blur, all heading for the door.
The first two pile out into the corridor, guns already in their hands, shouting
commands to each other. The third – the one who just cuffed the boy to the desk
hovers in the doorway. He looks over his shoulder. ‘Stay here. Don’t move,’ he
shouts at us, clearly forgetting that he just cuffed one of us to a desk, and
then he takes an uncertain step out into the corridor, following his
colleagues.
He
is blown instantly backwards, the force of the bullet throwing him several feet
across the room. Gunfire detonates all around. But I don’t notice. I’m just
staring at the body of the cop, lying on the floor not fifteen feet from me,
his face no longer recognisable as a face, just a crater foaming with red, with
shards of white poking out of it.
Everything
funnels in that moment; the world reducing to a shattering hum and the
completely unreal image of this cop dead at my feet. And then, as if I’m the
epicentre of a bomb, reality explodes around me, everything sharpening, noise
and heat rushing back in as though filling a vacuum. I become aware of someone
yelling at me.
‘Get
these off!’
I
turn slowly. The air feels suddenly dense as tar, as though I’m wading through
it. The boy is shouting at me. He’s standing up, straining against the cuff
that holds him to the desk, the muscles in his neck are so taut they look like
they’re about to burst through his skin, and for a moment that’s all I can
focus on.
‘Keys! Grab the keys!’ he yells. He’s pointing
with his free hand in the direction of the dead cop.
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OUT OF CONTROL : http://www.amazon.com/Out-Control-Sarah-Alderson/dp/1481427164/ref=sr_1_cc_1?s=aps&ie=UTF8&qid=1421944914&sr=1-1-catcorr&keywords=out+of+control+alderson
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Sarah will be
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her new book, Conspiracy Girl, to a second randomly drawn winner via
rafflecopter during the tour (US/Canada only on books).
