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The city of London. Morning rush hour. The police pull over a motorcycle courier for a trivial offence. He doesn't stop. The police give high-speed chase.He jumps a red light and is mown down by an oncoming car. Killed on impact.Detectives Paterson and Clocks arrive at a scene of carnage. Large plastic boxes are scattered across the road. Their lids open, their contents warming up in the early morning sun. A traffic officer comforts a distraught woman driver. The courier's body lies nearby, his left leg bent at an awkward angle, his head at another: the loser of this particular meeting of…mehr

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The city of London. Morning rush hour. The police pull over a motorcycle courier for a trivial offence. He doesn't stop. The police give high-speed chase.He jumps a red light and is mown down by an oncoming car. Killed on impact.Detectives Paterson and Clocks arrive at a scene of carnage. Large plastic boxes are scattered across the road. Their lids open, their contents warming up in the early morning sun. A traffic officer comforts a distraught woman driver. The courier's body lies nearby, his left leg bent at an awkward angle, his head at another: the loser of this particular meeting of metal and plastic.The detectives take a closer look at the boxes. It's one of the worst things they've ever seen. And they've seen some very bad things.This discovery leads Paterson and Clocks on their most dangerous investigation yet - and into the path of Alicia Warren, a ruthless international businesswoman who will kill to keep her profits flowing.And if that's not enough, Johnny Clocks, England's most foul-mouthed detective, is trying to keep his new wife happy while building a relationship with the 24-year-old son he never knew he had.
Autorenporträt
Steve Parker was born and raised in south east London. At age twenty-one, he joined the Metropolitan Police where he served for twenty years in numerous high profile squads before injury forced him out. On leaving the police he took up an enforcement job with a local authority until being made redundant. Once the dust had settled, he decided he'd had enough of enforcement work and decided that early retirement looked good. Thankfully, he was blessed with a complete lack of DIY skills so was legitimately able to get away with swanning around the house doing bugger all, all day long. Finding himself with plenty of spare time and a deep desire to never work for anyone again, he dug out an old screenplay he'd written when he was still a policeman and set himself a challenge to turn it into the book which eventually became his debut novel Their Last Words introducing Detectives Paterson & Clocks. He currently lives in the windier part of East Sussex with his wife and the laziest Cockapoo you've ever seen.