How do you find a killer when you can't recognise a face?
Last night my sister was murdered. The police think I killed her.
I was there. I watched the knife go in. I saw the man who did it.
And heard him laugh because he knows he'll never get caught.
He knows I have prosopagnosia - I can't recognise faces.
And if I don't find the man who killed my sister, I'll be found guilty of murder.
Amy is an author and freelance journalist, a job that has taken her around the world, from the midnight-sun of the Arctic Circle to the desert heat of Oman, from wind-swept North Sea oil rigs to the bustling bazaars of Tehran. Now based in Shropshire, where she lives with her husband and three children, Amy writes on a wide range of subjects for the national and trade press while indulging her life-long passion for books. When she's not writing, Amy can be found drinking too much coffee, long-distance running and exploring the beautiful Shropshire hills.