It's the oldest story in the world: Boy meets Girl, boy loses girl, boy gets girl. But when the boy is Nick Sharman, and the girl has a violent ex-jailbird as an old boyfriend, who promises extreme retribution on anyone who gets involved with her, it's never going to be that simple...and both Sharman...and the girl are looking at a lot of trouble. What with a bent brief planning an audacious multi-million pound robbery with a bunch of heavy duty thugs in tow, a beautiful sister who's a fast track CID officer, and enough ordnance to stock the Woolwich Arsenal, the scene is set for a savage and bloody confrontation under the streets of the City of London which ends literally explosively, with only one man standing. And guess who that is. The latest Sharman shows there is life in the old dog yet, if only just.
'It is possible that South London contains some law abiding citizens in conventional relationships but they make no appearance in Timlin's immoral, wildly enjoyable books '
- The Times
'Full of cars, girls, guns, strung out along the high sierras of Brixton and Battersea, the Elephant and the North Peckham Estate, all those jewels in the crown they call Sarf London '
- Arena
'The plot races along like a salsa dancer overdosing on red peppers and never lets go until the final bullet. A guilty pleasure.'
- The Guardian [read the full review]
'Grips like a pair of regulation handcuffs'
- The Guardian
'probably one of the best of all the books in the series'
- Peter Walker, Tangled Web [read the full review]
'The mean streets of South London need their heroes tough. Private eye Nick Sharman fits the bill'
- The Telegraph
'Reverberates like a gunshot'
- Irish Times
'As British as a used condom in a fogbound London taxi...'
- The Observer