Now Finn Bell can’t walk. Because he couldn’t stop drinking. Because he couldn’t sleep. It’s strange because Life – aside from the young wheelchair, old alcoholism and older insomnia – was actually getting pretty good or so he thought. Finn also thinks he may be going crazy – but doesn’t know if he can trust his own thinking on the matter – and there’s no one left to ask since his wife left. So he left too. Sure that he could run away from himself if only he got far enough. He went all the way to the bottom of the world. To the farthest town, the last town down. Far south on the south island of New Zealand, closer to Antarctica than almost anybody. That’s where things really start going wrong. Because the people down here have been doing very bad things for a very long time. And now Finn knows, even though no one believes him. And he finally learns that the one thing stronger than being possibly suicidal is becoming definitely homicidal. $2.99 on Kindle.
