He wasn’t breathing. The crown of his head was a sticky mass of blood.
My dad had been sitting at his desk, plugged into his music, and someone had crept up behind him and hit him over the head, and kept hitting him until he died. His eyes were open and his glasses had fallen off, and there was blood coming from his mouth and clotting in his beard, and the house was empty and silent.
Seventeen, dyslexic and with a criminal record, Finn Maguire has no future and no family apart from his father, an out-of-work actor. When his dad is brutally murdered Finn trawls the London underworld to find out who did it and why…