Not The End Of The World

"Tremendous fun. Partly it's the black humour and snappy, streetwise style...partly the author's ability to make us empathise with almost anyone." GUARDIAN Stuck playing referee between b-movie trash-peddlers and fundamentalist protestors, LAPD cop Larry Freeman would rather be trying to work out how four scientists vanished without trace from a research vessel three hundred miles out in the Pacific. Into the mounting chaos steps photographer Steff Kennedy: jet-lagged, hungry and about to discover that his native Lanarkshire is not, after all, the global capital of religious stupidity. Bullets. Bombs. Carnage. Slaughter. Depravity. Hysteria. Human sacrifice. Mass destruction. Bad hair. It's not the end of the world, but you can certainly see it from here.