“April 12, 1974. Detective Harry McCoy and partner Douglas Watson are called to a flat where a “stupid bugger” has blown himself up trying to make a bomb. The bloody crime scene wreaks havoc with McCoy’s weak stomach...The pace is deliberate, but the lean, muscular prose is matched by a deep dive into character and the seamy side of the city...A full-bodied immersion into Glasgow’s gritty past.”
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