"A witty, gory, whiplash revenge tale narrated by a brilliantly entertaining sociopath. You're mortified by the things you find yourself laughing at - and when you turn the page, there's more. Guess what: you keep laughing." —Carl Hiaasen
"A catchy and distinctive comic revenge thriller." —Guardian
"Mesmerising... funny, smart, stuffed with pungent phrases, this psychopath's spiel is at once nauseating and exhilarating." —Sunday Times
"A smart alec New York cocaine dealer discovers there's a hit out on him and decides the best course of action is to take bloody - and amusingly creative - revenge." —The Sun
"Superbly intelligent... a high-end thriller, relentlessly knowing, relentlessly brutal. It reads like Martin Amis on mescaline." —New York Times
Get mad, get even, get paid. What kind of loser stops at getting even?
Didi's dead. That's sad. Jack Price isn't sad, because Jack doesn't care
about Didi. Jack is just angry, because if anyone was going to brutally murder
his bad-tempered old neighbour, it was him.
But when Jack takes matters into his own hands, he gets a contract taken out
on him by an internationally renowned terrorist organisation. Which frankly
seems overkill. Jack's just your average high-class coke dealer, after all. On
a level playing field against a team of professional killers, he wouldn't stand
a chance.
But Jack Price doesn't play fair. And Jack Price is going to make these guys
pay.
