About the Book
Cover art by James Hannah.
"I'm the voice you're not sure if you're hearing. I'm the man who tells you what to think and you believe you're thinking it yourself. Anything you do, I've already thought of it. You can't even dream unless I give you dreams. Perhaps you only see what I put into your head. I'm what you have for a soul..."
A street performer is murdered in Barcelona, and a playwright is tortured to death in New York. Andy Bentley is a photographer who works for his family's firm in a British suburb. Why is the killer emailing him to boast about the crimes? What did Andy do ten years ago that created the situation? As he tries to cope with a childless marriage and his ageing parents, what he called up begins to invade every aspect of his life. By the end he will have to confront not just the consequences of his actions but the uncertainty of reality itself, and how much that he loves will be destroyed?
