HIGH HARM — WHAT THE AMAZON REVIEWS SAY
‘Combines glittering, sharp writing with a fast-moving, compelling plot’
‘After reading this you will never again take the honesty of your state representatives for granted’
‘A recruiting manifesto for a new type of global law enforcer’
‘Fiction at its finest’
‘Law captures your imagination so elegantly that you’re very soon involved and loving every page. A thoroughly terrific read’
‘The worlds of extreme skiing, intelligence and international crime are woven together in a way that is plausible and frequently deeply unsettling.
‘Thoroughly recommended. Someone should make a film out of it’
‘Excellent. A heart racing thriller with a dark twist’
‘Ingenious. Like grown-up Ian Fleming’
‘Really good page turner. Short chapters which keep you on your toes. Best thriller I have read in a long time’
They were two lovers who lived to ski . . . now they must ski to live
A gripping and horrifying Alpine crime thriller
HIGH HARM — WHAT THE AMAZON REVIEWS SAY
‘Combines glittering, sharp writing with a fast-moving, compelling plot’
‘After reading this you will never again take the honesty of your state representatives for granted’
‘A recruiting manifesto for a new type of global law enforcer’
‘Fiction at its finest’
‘Law captures your imagination so elegantly that you’re very soon involved and loving every page. A thoroughly terrific read’
‘The worlds of extreme skiing, intelligence and international crime are woven together in a way that is plausible and frequently deeply unsettling.
‘Thoroughly recommended. Someone should make a film out of it’
‘Excellent. A heart racing thriller with a dark twist’
‘Ingenious. Like grown-up Ian Fleming’
‘Really good page turner. Short chapters which keep you on your toes. Best thriller I have read in a long time’
Frank Crane was an admirer of the various versions of the Italian mafias, but it was the children of the East who drew his greatest approbation for their willingness to go to charnel-house extremes. True, Albion had its own serious nasties, but nothing in the Eastern European league. Like Polish plumbers or Italian lovers, they just seemed to be better at the job.
‘So,’ said Tyler, ‘what did the Saudi adulteress say to the Iranian pole-dancer?’
‘Let’s get stoned,’ replied Kornie dutifully.
‘Well,’ said Tyler, ‘you’d better buy the drinks then!’
A HIDEOUS TRUTH
‘The clever thing is that everyone stays schtum. Those who know what’s going on are too scared to speak; those who don’t know don’t want to know. It is too terrible for the authorities to contemplate so they don’t discuss it. The general public don’t want to know. The chattering classes don’t like to chatter about it – bit of a downer at a dinner party – and they’re happy to leave it to the politicians they claim to despise. The politicians think it should be left to the police because it’s just a vermin control problem, and they certainly don’t want to be told that Vermin Control is controlled by vermin. So we have the converse of moral panic: a state of collective wilful denial.’
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1990:
the general predicts
2018:
and a novel response
The police and the public have been content to delegate the control of anti-social behaviour to the peers of those committing it.
The Journal of Social Order Report on Unregulated Enforcement and Informal Judicial Initiatives in Public Sector Housing Developments (Vol. III Case studies 1945–59)
Central London had long lain beyond the reach of Middle England, so Clay lived south of the river in Wandsworth in a stylishly ugly late-Victorian terraced house. In the hallway: obligatory shrine to pastoral roots consisting of large log basket sprouting golf clubs, cricket bat, walking sticks on which perched rural headgear all proclaiming, ‘Though we may dwell on the edge of this dank urban park, our hearts lie far away in an England of weald and wold where the lark is forever ascending’.
The police and the public have been content to delegate the control of anti-social behaviour to the peers of those committing it.
The Journal of Social Order Report on Unregulated Enforcement and Informal Judicial Initiatives in Public Sector Housing Developments (Vol. III Case studies 1945–59)
‘True freedom is working for somebody else’
Reggie Peplow
Central London had long lain beyond the reach of Middle England, so Clay lived south of the river in Wandsworth in a stylishly ugly late-Victorian terraced house. In the hallway: obligatory shrine to pastoral roots consisting of large log basket sprouting golf clubs, cricket bat, walking sticks on which perched rural headgear all proclaiming, ‘Though we may dwell on the edge of this dank urban park, our hearts lie far away in an England of weald and wold where the lark is forever ascending’.
‘The snow is alway greener on the other side of the fence’
Kornie Lovland
1990:
the general predicts
2018:
and a novel response