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Book Jacket. Santa Monica CA, 1999. There's nine months to go but already Sergent Larry Freeman has had enough of the godanm millennium - in a town that's never needed excuses to get crazy, this latest strain of insanity is something he could seriously live without. Babysitting Hollywood pond-life as LAPD liaison to the American Feature Film Market, he's less than delighted to discover that billionaire teleevangelist Luther St John is staging a 'Festival of Light" in protest - right across the street. As if it's not enough to be playing referee between the film market's trash-peddlers and the Festival's moral militia, Larry Freeman's also stuck with trying to figure out how four scientists vanished without trace from a research vessel three hundred miles out in the Pacific. And if he's got any time left over, he can always spend it wondering why the Reverend St John's cataclysmic predictions sound so worryingly confident. Into this mounting chaos steps freelance photographer Steff Kennedy: Jet-lagged, hungry and about to discover that his native Language 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. Christopher Brookmyre was born in Glasgow in 1968, and has worked as a journalist in London, Los Angeles and Edinburgh, contributing to Screen International, The Scotsman, the Evening News and The Absolute Game. In 1976 he became a St Mirren supporter. He was at the Hammarby game. This may explain a great deal. His first novel, Quite Ugly One Morning, was published in 1996 to popular and critical acclaim, and wond the inaugural First Blood Award for the best first crime novel of the year. His Second novel, Country of the Blind,was published with similar success in 1997. Praise for Christopher Brookmyre. ' The defining quality of Brookmyre's writing is that it is perpetually in-your-face: sassy, irreverent, stylish.' (The Times.) 'A wicked satire on the theme of corruption in the NHS, (backed) up with excellent plotting and a goodly amount of acidic on-liners.' (Scotsman.) 'The dialogue is a joy throught and the plot crackles along with confident gusto and intelligence... An assured debut by a talented writer.' (Marcel Berlins.) 'A Thrillingly unpleasant murder mystery.' (Esquire.) 'The next star of the genre seems set to be Christopher Brookmyre (who) rejects the English tradition of James and Rendell in favour of the sassy, nasty, fast style of the americans Elmore Leonard and Garl Hiaasen.' (The Guardian.) 'Country of the Blind ... a high octane political thriller doused in stinging satire.' (The Sunday times.) A Little, Brown Book First published in Great Britain in 1998 by Little, Brown and Company Copyright C Christopher Brookmyre 1998 " What if Christ didn't die on the Cross?" Words and music by Billy Franks C 1990. Lyrics reproduced by kind permission of Billy Franks. The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without the prior permission in writing of the publisher, nor be otherwise circulated in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser. All characters in this publication are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. A CIP catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library. HARDBACK ISBN 0 316 64065 4 C FORMAT ISBN 0 316 644447 Typeset by Palimpsest Book Production Limited, Polmont, Stirlingshire Printed and bound in Great Britain by Clays Ltd, St Ives plc Little, Brown and Company (UK) Brettenham House Lancaster Place London WC2E 7EN Dedicated to Billy Franks, Billy Connolly and Bill Hicks. The greatest preachers need no pulpit. Many thanks: Hilary Hale, Richard Beswick and Caroline |
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