He's just not sure what it is yet. When he's asked to do a bit of detective work for a dodgy builder, however, he finally has the chance to find out. The story unfolds with the intelligence and cold brutality of a Tarantino movie. Only minus the guns. In Higson's London of builders and layabouts, murder doesn't come with the simplicity of a gunshot.
People have to be bludgeoned to death with sash weights or crushed by fridge-freezers.
If that doesn't put you off, then this is a novel for you. In fact, I liked it so much that I've bought another book by him. More murder and mayhem to look forward to. First of all, as someone who has spent a lot of the last five years writing and proofing fiction, I have to say that Higson's writing was a big help. The dialogues are true to life and written with the expertise one could expect of someone familiar with script-writing.