Breakfast at Midnight

An elegy in E-flat for the other Prague. Kafkaville. Blake is a pornographer who photographs corpses. Ten years ago, a young man becomes a fugitive when a redhead disappears on a bridge in the rain. Now, at the turn of the millennium, another redhead has turned up in the morgue, and the fugitive cant get the dead girls image out of his head. For Blake, its all a game a funhouse where denial is the currency, deceit is the grand prize, and all doors lead to one destination: murder. In the psychological noir-scape of Kafkaville, the rain never stops, and redemption is just another betrayal away Longlisted for the 2012 Guardian Newspaper Not the Booker Prize.