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A Falcon Flies (Ballantyne Novels)

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Robyn Ballantyne and her brother, Morris, have waited years to return to Africa. They are determined to locate their father, a missionary, who had disappeared within the African wilderness.

Following a map left by a madman, the siblings track their father's footsteps. Hope slowly fades from the duo. Even so, they continue onward through dense wilderness and fierce wildlife with little time to take in the area's rough beauty.

When they find themselves amid a horrible slave trade, Robyn and Morris split up. Both are being tracked and time is running out.

*** This is book one of four. I found it to be a bit long-winded at times, but well written and loaded with suspense. Definitely worth you time. ***

Reviewed by Scott for Huntress Reviews.

I never thought about Africa being a fun place to visit until I traveled there on a merchant ship in 2008. We went completely around Africa twice stopping in Egypt, Kenya, Mozambique, South Africa and Cameroon. I had so much fun there I went back to Kenya on a holiday when my time on the ship was over. A friend told me about Wilbur Smith and in 2009 I read all 32 books he has written on Africa and surrounding areas. I highly recommend all his books especially the ones on the Courtney family!

this was good, but not great....a little slow, but i still bought all the remaining ballantyne novels. I loved his egypian series, loved his courtney series, so i expect the same here.....

Warning, spoiler:

I admit, I did not finish this book. I just could get this past event on page 70:

The female doctor protagonist is an avowed opponent to slavery on a missionary trip to Africa. She uncovers evidence that the boat on which she is sailing is a slave boat, captained by a slaver intending to fill the hold with human cargo.

She sneaks into the captain's vacant cabin and waits for him with 2 pistols, intending to end him and his business in slaving. Instead, when he arrives she hands over the pistols and actively participates in making passionate love. At one point, he "pulled abruptly away and she almost screamed to him not to go away again - but he had crossed to the door and locked it."

It continues: "Then, as he came back to where she lay, his own clothing seemed to fall away from his body like morning mist from mountain peak, and she came up on one elbow to stare at him openly. She had never seen anything so beautiful, she thought."

That's why I stopped reading this book.