Meet William Holloway: Family man. Gentle man. Wanted man.
Holloway has secrets. Years ago, he witnessed his wife's betrayal and his life fell apart. Now someone's toying with his mind and the life of a missing woman, the prostitute Holloway pays to imitate his ex-wife. When she is murdered, his ex-wife's name scrawled on her abdomen, Holloway is trapped by the consequence of love and sex, of infidelity and violence in a world of his own terrible making. Hunted as a rogue policeman and a killer, he's on the run. And planning retribution.
Imagine 'The Sweeney' directed by David Lynch, or 'Get Carter' by Frank Capra. Imagine 'Brighton Rock' by way of Elmore Leonard. Imagine the dream of a wonderful life in an England rank with corruption, a land peopled by failed psychic detectives, by conspiracy theorists, fraudulent cult leaders and traveling salesmen with darkness in their freezers. Imagine a land of abduction and mutilation, of mass suicides and bitter executions. Imagine the darkest joke you've ever heard and you're beginning to get close to Neil Cross's hugely energetic and original world.
