About this ebook
Micky washes up in Sydney with nothing more than a run down yacht and his wits. He'd no CV, and no skills other than Those earned by any dedicated career criminal.His twisted inertia draws him to the only place where he can survive; Kings Cross, Sydney's red-light district, where he takes a job as barman. After a month, he's approached by the sultry and seductive Carol, who needs something stolen.Nothing is what it seems as Mickey falls into a honey trap that spins his life out of control, backs him into a corner, and no matter which way he jumps, someone's going to get killed. His decision leads him into a hedonistic free-fall, and then pushes him to the edge of insanity, before finally finding a warped redemption.
About the author
I've always written, as far back as I can recall anyway. Until 2011 did writing was just for me, or as rambling letters to friends, and travelogues to family. I never thought about why, or if others did similarly, and the thought of publishing never entered my head. Since I left England in 1979, I've traveled Widely, collecting experiences, people, and places as I did that., From the blood-soaked streets of Kampala, the polluted dust bowls of the Sahara or the pristine ice floes of the Antarctic, I've gathered and filed them away. Some have recently squeezed through the bars of insecurity and are now at large in the pages of my first three novels. Others await Their future fates. If you Recognise yourself in one of my books, you only have yourself to blame.
Although I grew up in Norfolk, UK, I never felt truly at home until I lived in Australia, And that is no doubt the reason my first published novels are set there. All of my books have some element of fact in them. I guess it's hard for any writer not to include events from Their Own Life. Our experiences shape our thoughts and the words and actions of our characters. I sometimes wish I'd become a novelist Earlier in life, but then if I had, I would not have the range of characters and events I do. After spending much of my life traveling in one way or another, I now live quietly in a small forest house in Germany, with at Icelandic horse, two Mexican dogs, six French Hens, and a mermaid who I found at a deserted beach in the Caribbean,
