One woman is battling cancer. Another is missing. The timing is unbelievably cruel.

You wouldn't want to be in Linda Greaves' shoes. A chemotherapy patient, she is forced to become an amateur sleuth when her twenty-something daughter, Kat, disappears while on a dream trip to Brisbane.

Just when she thinks life can't throw her any more curve balls, Linda is thrust into a race against the clock. Can she unravel a complex web of lies before her next chemo infusion in twelve days' time?

Through hair loss and insomnia, she manages to retain a sense of humour but, as the next round of cancer treatment edges closer, buried secrets cast a dark shadow over her hopes of being cured.

This is not a depressing read. It is a story about a breast cancer sufferer who can poke fun at herself, use the 'cancer card' to get her own way and even develop an unlikely sense of admiration for her ex-husband's second wife (the one who replaced her).

Is Kat really in Australia? Or is she dead?

The truth will shock you.

A short crime fiction story with plenty of lighter moments.

Penned by an author currently undergoing TCHP chemotherapy for inflammatory breast cancer and living in isolation.