Fatal Election - Scantlebury, Mike
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The General Election of 2015 is tearing the country apart, dividing friends and family, colleagues and workers. Up north, in Salford, the rivalry is even worse, aided and abetted by a series of terrorist outrages that has everyone on their toes. What is going on? Why are they being targeted? Only Mickey and Melia seem to have the ability to answer the questions, even though they aren't even close at the moment. They each have their own assignments. Mickey is on a canal barge, heavily disguised, working his way close to local politicians. Melia meanwhile, has been delegated to work with the…mehr

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The General Election of 2015 is tearing the country apart, dividing friends and family, colleagues and workers. Up north, in Salford, the rivalry is even worse, aided and abetted by a series of terrorist outrages that has everyone on their toes. What is going on? Why are they being targeted? Only Mickey and Melia seem to have the ability to answer the questions, even though they aren't even close at the moment. They each have their own assignments. Mickey is on a canal barge, heavily disguised, working his way close to local politicians. Melia meanwhile, has been delegated to work with the Canadian Navy, temporarily berthed in Salford Docks with an enormous submarine. Why are they there? They have brought a present for the British government, they say, but seem surprisingly reluctant to hand it over. Melia wants to ditch the responsibility, and might have done, but for a rather attractive Lieutenant, who is taking up all her attention. Maybe, after all, Mickey will lose his place in her affections. Disaster!
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Mickey is from Manchester, and he's a Tough Guy. My name is Mike Scantlebury and I'm the author. I'm not a tough guy, I'm more like an opal, small and perfectly formed. But - more bad news, and worse than that - I'm from Bristol, which is a small, historic port in South West England. It's only claim to fame is that people sailed from there in the 15th century and discovered America. Oh, yeah, well, that is quite a Big Thing, isn't it? But that's the deceptive part of the whole story. I live in Salford now, across the river from the big Northern city of Manchester. My 'Manchester' is not like anyone else's, and if you think you know Manchester - maybe from reading other books set there, or seeing the place on films or on television - I need you to know that. Things aren't always what they seem, are they? Luckily, Manchester has Mickey, which means, fortunately for them, that whenever something bad happens, (and it does, regularly), they've got someone who is going to come in, do The Right Thing, and clear up the mess. Not every town can say that now, can they?