Medea's Curse (Natalie King, Forensic Psychiatrist)

Medea's Curse (Natalie King, Forensic Psychiatrist)

Anne Buist

Language: English

Pages: 336

ISBN: 1922182648

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


"Medea's Curse is a gripping ride of crime and tension, with a Lisbeth Salander-like lead roaring through danger and intrigue at a million miles an hour."—Adelaide Advertiser

"Forensic psychologist Natalie King is not your average heroine. . . . An intelligent, thought-provoking tale."—Courier Mail

Natalie Richards works with women: victims and perpetrators of violent crime. Survivor of a tough childhood herself, she's now a dedicated, insightful professional doing her best to make a difference. She also rides a Ducati a couple of sizes too big and wears a tank top a size too small. Likes men but doesn't particularly want to keep one. And really needs to stay on her meds.

Now she's being stalked.

A disgruntled former patient? Or someone connected with a current case? Georgia Latimer—charged with killing her four children. Travis Hardy—deadbeat father of another murdered child; his second daughter has disappeared now, too. Could it be something to do with crown prosecutor Liam O'Shea—drop-dead sexy, and trouble in all kinds of ways?

Natalie doesn't know. Question is, will she find out before it's too late?

Anne Buist is the Chair of Women's Mental Health at the University of Melbourne and has over twenty-five years clinical and research experience in perinatal psychiatry. She works with Protective Services and the legal system in cases of abuse, kidnapping, infanticide, and murder.

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problem and see a different answer; you can’t do that if you’re immersed in the drama. You need to stay away from her. Am I making myself clear?’ He could report her if she didn’t abide by his decision. And that would put her licence to practise at risk. It was the last time he had mentioned the issue of her medication compliance—another marker, like the single glass of wine, of their relationship. But it still sat between them. ‘So,’ she asked now, ‘should I go to Welbury or not?’ Declan

downwards. Natalie took her through the routine questions about depression and anxiety and Tiphanie told her that she had been fine until Chloe disappeared. ‘Now that’s all I think about,’ she said. ‘What do you imagine?’ ‘Horrible things,’ Tiphanie mumbled. ‘She’ll be missing me. She’ll be scared.’ This was a definite improvement on her partner. Tiphanie was able to think of her daughter as someone separate from herself. Someone vulnerable, and still alive. It couldn’t be Travis’s

sometimes the result is child abuse, removal, and more rarely and tragically, the death of their child. It is the struggles of these families that inspired this story. As the protagonist, Natalie King, notes in this book, psychiatrists are bound by a code of ethics taken seriously by the RANZCP (and myself). Any of Natalie’s breaches, decisions or opinions belong to her character, and are not necessarily endorsed by her creator. No real patient or other person is depicted in this work of

Eventually Declan put a hand up. ‘Time to take a breath.’ Natalie stopped mid-sentence and took a gulp of wine. No, not manic. ‘You need to take some time out to think.’ ‘About whether Georgia is the female version of Kevin?’ ‘No, about the dynamics,’ said Declan. He was sounding irritable. ‘When Georgia was young her mother didn’t measure up. You also need to look at the child’s contribution.’ He caught Natalie’s look. ‘I don’t mean the child was responsible, just that a

psychopath’s relation with their child?’ she said. ‘The psychopath, of course, feels no empathy or remorse. Their connections are determined by how useful other people are to them.’ ‘Which really colours my relationship with Georgia, given I’m going to be called to court to give evidence.’ ‘Stick with her,’ said Declan. ‘Remember it took a long while for Amber to disclose the truth to you.’ The Halfpenny was having another busy night. The evenings were getting warmer and Vince had opened

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