Amid the tragic unfolding mayhem of the morning of 9/11, failed Brighton businessman and ne'er-do-well Ronnie Wilson sees the chance of a lifeline: to shed his debts, disappear and reinvent himself in another country. Six years later the discovery of the skeletal remains of a woman's body in a storm drain in Brighton leads Detective Superintendent Roy Grace on an enquiry spanning the globe, and into a desperate race against time to save the life of a woman being hunted down like an animal in the streets and alleys of Brighton.
In the latest thriller from bestselling author Peter James, Detective Superintendent Roy Grace faces a formidable foe—an enraged man with everything to lose. The story begins in New York, 1922, where five-year-old Gavin Daly and his sister, Aileen, are escaping to Dublin after their mother is murdered and their father, an Irish mobster, is abducted. Just before boarding the SS Mauretania, Gavin receives a mysterious note with four names and eleven numbers, along with his father's pocket watch. As the ship departs, he vows to return and find his father one day.
Fast forward to Brighton, 2012, where Grace investigates a brutal burglary that leaves an elderly woman dead and £10 million worth of antiques stolen, including a rare vintage watch. Surprisingly, the family is less concerned about the antiques than recovering the watch. As Grace delves deeper into the case, he uncovers a web of old and new animosities, all leading back to Gavin Daly, now a ninety-five-year-old man with a vendetta and a promise to fulfill. This quest intertwines the antique world of Brighton with the crime underbelly of Marbella, Spain, and New York, putting Grace in a race against time to prevent further bloodshed against his most dangerous adversary yet.
When a young couple join a fertility programme run by a clinic in America they little suspect that the happy day that follows is the last day of mankind's evolutionary supremacy. Their child is wonderfully clever, wonderfully well adjusted. Perfect in fact. Genetically modified in secret he and the other children born as a result of the programme, have a strange bond. They know they are different, they know they are better. None of the parents knew what the clinic was really doing. Unfortunately neither did the clinic. Mankind is about to be left in an evolutionary backwater. The children will move on, they don't need us. But a child needs its parents. Can the love between a parent and child survive the blind march of genes?
