'Alastair Sarre weaves an eerie and enchanting tale of characters caught in a whirlwind of gang violence and bureaucratic jostling for the rights to mine a multibilliondollar gold seam. The apparent antagonist drug dealer Harlin believes in the sub rosa pervasiveness of violence; in his idealized world, a mother "shakes her baby that won't shut up, or she's hard up for a fix so she pimps her daughter to some sicko in the suburbs. Even later in the novel, when Melody falls into the trap of trying to fight depression with alcohol, Steve examines the bottle of vodka: "I looked at it for a while and thought of taking a couple of swigs, just to help me sleep.' (Publication abstract)