Djerba Déjà Vu
- 8734 Words
- Ages 16 and up
Under-cover agent Monica investigates the 2002 terror attack on Djerba's Jewish Temple, but when a young British woman's corpse washes up one morning, she suddenly slithers into a mesh of international politics and jet-setter parties that seem held together by something beyond her grasp, on the brink between ancient superstition and theoretical science.
Djerba Déjà Vu is Alexis Debary's first literary work of fiction and it's based on the 4/11 terrorist blast on the island of Djerba, in Tunisian, in 2002. The author studied Islamic Studies and German Literature at the University of Hamburg and has travelled and lived extensively in Arabic speaking countries. She binds first-hand glimpses of life in northern Africa and the Middle East with raw action and vibrant imagery. This full-length debut plays with cultural prejudice and the search for identity in the globalised world.
Djerba Déjà Vu is Alexis Debary's first literary work of fiction but it's based on the terrorist blast on Djerba, on 11/04/2002. The author studied Islamic Studies and German Literature at the University of Hamburg, and has travelled and lived in Arabic speaking extentivily in countries. She binds first-hand glimpses of the Muslim world with raw action and vibrant imagery. This full-length debut plays with cultural prejudice and the search for identity in a globalised world.
“Hm”, he said, drawing out the sound until it had the pitch of an insect. Then he sat down again and went back to sipping his Earl Grey. At lengths, looking her over keenly with his dark caerulean blue eyes, he casually inquired, “So, tell me, my dear, why do you want to work for us exactly. What is your motivation?” Promptly Monica forgot all the notes she’d mentally made. With a thoughtful air, the elderly gentleman across from her nodded in her direction, as though he were ticking off a mental list. He spoke English to her and his distinctly British accent came as a double surprise. It peeled off the wall of the elegant hotel suite to smooth her in an uncanny way. It implied a certain degree of pedigree she would never have expected from a German government agency, and it lured her to a frankness she’d sworn to avoid at all costs. At the same time, her initial excitement began to seep out of her fingers and into her teacup, making it tremble between her fingertips as she turned to soak up Mr. Schmitz’s words. What she didn’t know was that he was not the man he pretended.
Monica’s limbs are melting. Her face glistens. She noses closer, playing her lips over the rough stubbles on his chin. Her lips edge nearer while his hot scent envelops her, robbing her of her senses. Beneath her shirt, her nipples tense to buds while the shed’s electronically driven appliances hum softly in the background. With a forceful movement, he locks her in his arms, covering her mouth with kisses, and she feels how his desire churns to life, while, outside, the shadow of a movement flashes by... [more]
Keywords: Sex Appeal, Psychological Thriller, Tunisia, Murder, Suspense, Intrigue, Literary Thriller, International Politics, Conspiracy Theory, Terrorism, 9/11, Fake Flag Terrorism, International Crime, Contemporary Fiction, North Africa in 2002