The Blurb On The Back:
If life in the Intelligence Service has taught John Bachelor anything, it’s to keep his head down. Especially now, when he’s living rent-free in a dead spook’s flat.
So he’s not delighted to be woken at dawn by a pair of Regent’s Park’s heavies, looking for a client he’s not seen in years.
Benny Manors could be anywhere, provided it serves alcohol. So John sets out on a reluctant trawl through the bars of the capital, all the while plagued by the age-old questions: will he end up sleeping in his car? How many bottles of gin can be afford at London prices?
And just how far will Regent’s Park go to prevent anyone rocking the Establishment’s boat.
The Review (Cut For Spoilers):