he pain seemed to dissolve. Cold and rough tarmac against the face, chill wind down here at ground level, smell of French perfume on my shirt, delicious. I registered that but all I felt was sad. This is a stupid way to go, I thought. Careless.When Mac Faraday’s best friend is found hanging, the assumption is suicide. But Mac is far from convinced, and he’s a man who knows not to accept things at face value.A regular at the local pub, a mainstay of the footy team, Mac is living the quiet life of a country blacksmith – a life connected to a place, connected to its people.But Mac carries a burden of fear and vigilance from his old life.And as this past of secrets, corruption, abuse and murder begins to close in, he must turn to long-forgotten resources to hang on to everything he holds dear, including his own life.
Signed by Peter Temple on title page