Wrong Side: The Last Gundir Book 2(2 The Last Gundir)

It is 1824 and the Turrbal (Brisbane) tribe are accused by the Dalla of murdering two of their men. But just as a fight is arranged to determine guilt, a stranger with mysterious tribal marks is seen in the area. Then canoes go missing, fish traps are sabotaged and a terrifying shadow menaces the tribe. A dark secret from someone's past has returned with dreadful consequences.
To understand the meaning of vague foreshadowing dreams, Bunji travels to Jinibara country. The sacred swamp at Buruja leaks clues on the nature of the ghosts building huts at Kau-In Kau-In (Redcliffe) as well as an imminent threat to a Turrbal individual. But the swamp reveals a little too much on Bunji's past and on his dark future.
On the opposite side of the world, Rebecca Hendry grows up in a poor family in east London. A promising career as a seamstress beckons. But an encounter with a drunk woman takes her life onto a different path altogether. And she wonders whether the perplexing dreams from her childhood are actually omens of ill events in a distant land.

In 2017, NAYEF DIN was presented with an award from the Turrbal people for his role in raising awareness of Aboriginal culture in Brisbane.

"The handful of historical chroniclers of 1820's 'Moreton Bay' - of which I am one - remain painfully aware that the paltry handfuls of documents at their disposal from this era represent not so much a window onto the past as, more than likely, a wilful distortion of it. For these are all Occupier Documents: What they have to say about the First Nation true owners are invariably misreadings, composed either out of cultural ignorance or purposeful slander. The real windows into this past are actually the yawning gaps in the fabric of our understanding through which the finely tuned, reconstructive imagination is bold enough to pass. We can observe all that compellingly displayed in this evocative volume, Wrong Side. For here the past is humanised rather than sanitised. It is layered and subtle rather than flatly or insipidly one-dimensional. The experience of reading this book represents a whole world renewed, rather than yet another tired recycling of the dry residue of dubious documentary fragments." - Raymond Evans (Historian and Poet)